Compositor: Eisley
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
But, I wasn't prepared for this
Oh, 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
Oh, I wasn't prepared for this
Come, come back to me, my, my darling
Come, come back to me, my, my darling
I wasn't prepared for this
Oh, I wasn't prepared for this
When the day is blue, I'll sit here
Wondering about you