Danya River:

Well, I missed my sweetheart on the road. What can I say?!

and yes, I did write much of this song my 89-year-old grandmother's living room. You should know, by the way, that my grandmother helped me write this song by pulling out her atlas and locating a city that rhymed with New York...."Baltimore." Go Nana!

-Danya River (BMI)-
-September 14, 2003-

On the stage in Baltimore
thinking of your...
On the subway in New York
thinking of your...

...carnivorous eyes devouring me
when you want to stir my honey

I?m gasping in the afternoon
thinking of your...
In my grandma's living room
thinking of your?

...simmering hands, arresting me
as you start to stir my honey

So I'm counting down the hungry days
Lover I can nearly taste

the merciless pleasure that you give to me
come on Baby stir my honey