Bees

Laura Cantrell

Composição de: Jay Sherman-Godfrey/Laura Cantrell
See the sign of the old hotel
We used to stay there
Empty and threadbare
Water running cold 

Searched the streets for old friends 
Met only strangers 
None who remember 
None who would take me home 

I miss the bees, I miss the honey
I miss them humming by the flowered vine
My time is short now 
I feel it coming 
I'll see you darling
In the morning light 

Spend an hour in the waiting room 
Of our old headquarters
None brougth my order 
I road on alone
With my portrait missing 
From their hall of honour
No frame to claim me 
In silver, black and gold 

Lost in the afternoon 
Missing an hour or two 
Tuned the crystal set 
It's never failed me yet
No voice to say goodbye
Tears on my face have dried
I'll be coming through 
On that wavelenght the heart can tune 

I miss the bees, I miss the honey
I miss them humming by the flowered vine
My time is short now 
I feel it coming 
I'll see you darling
In the morning light 

No voice to say goodbye
Tears on my face have dried
I'll be coming through 
On that wavelenght the heart can tune 

I miss the bees, I miss the honey
I miss them humming by the flowered vine
My time is short now
I see it coming 
I'll meet you darling
On the other side
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