When the day is blue, I'll sit here wondering about you
and how the pollen fell all around your face in strange yellow patterns.
and how the pollen fell all around your face in strange yellow patterns.
But, I wasn't prepared for this.
When the morning came the bees flew down and wrapped themselves around me,
And that's when I spoke a word, to have them trace your face for me in pollen.
But, I wasn't prepared for this.
Come back, come back to me, my darling.
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