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
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 the 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