The wings I hear
the hum they make
trickles into my ear
so soft, yet stinging
oh the bees are singing
pollen on their limbs
smells sweat as a cherry
makes my nose twich
and sick
yet I love the honey
out of their cones
makes me go nutty
for that treat
about to be lost in a beat
someone hurting my friends with those chemicals and cutdowns
save the bees
please!
the hum they make
trickles into my ear
so soft, yet stinging
oh the bees are singing
pollen on their limbs
smells sweat as a cherry
makes my nose twich
and sick
yet I love the honey
out of their cones
makes me go nutty
for that treat
about to be lost in a beat
someone hurting my friends with those chemicals and cutdowns
save the bees
please!