i dont know what I will 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...
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This song epitomizes how I feel about leaving him at the end of this week. I don't know what I'll do without you. Opposite corners of the country and all. Everything that seperates me from you. I feel rediculous for falling for you so quickly without the thought in my mind that I would have to be seperated from you eventually. Who knows what you'll be doing this time next week or who you will be with or if you will think of me. Should I forget about you? Would it ease the fact that youre gone? I dont know.
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...
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This song epitomizes how I feel about leaving him at the end of this week. I don't know what I'll do without you. Opposite corners of the country and all. Everything that seperates me from you. I feel rediculous for falling for you so quickly without the thought in my mind that I would have to be seperated from you eventually. Who knows what you'll be doing this time next week or who you will be with or if you will think of me. Should I forget about you? Would it ease the fact that youre gone? I dont know.