bees start to buzz
the song of a new season
not a cloud in the sky
not a fool around to see
that you are dancing
in the breeze
to the song of the bees

the moon breaks out
and shines a way to your heart
the frost caressing our touch
the leaves of autumn blowing by
the heat of the sun
making it hard to breathe

but still
the bees will buzz
their song of joy
with the blue blue sky
and with no fools to see
that you are dancing
in the breeze
to the song of the bees