Apr 2014
Just like a bee is born to sting
And a bell is made to ring
And a bird is born to fly
And a baby is born to cry
And just like the sun's purpose is to shine
Yours, is to be mine
And a bell is made to ring
And a bird is born to fly
And a baby is born to cry
And just like the sun's purpose is to shine
Yours, is to be mine
