"... however lousy you may feel,
there must be some other fool
out there who is suffering
more than you do."
Oh, 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, I...
I wasn't prepared for this, I...
When the morning came,
the bees flew down and wrapped themselves
around me and that's when I spoke the word to
have them trace your face for me in pollen. But...
I wasn't prepared for this, I...
I wasn't prepared for this, I...
Come, come back to me my, my darling
Come, come back to me my, my darling
I wasn't prepared for this, I...
I wasn't prepared for this, I...
When the day is blue
I'll sit here wondering about you...