Bumble
All the buzz surrounding me, makes it difficult to see
That maybe this is something sweet

I arrive inside the hive and high five hands, and catch your glance
And I find answers in your eyes
And you can see I understand, the workings of your master plan
But honey, I don’t stand a chance

When the sun shines bright again, I’m separated from my friend
I feel that all the time has come too soon
Feel the warmth that leads you forth, as I continue with my work
And watch the flower start to bloom

Cause you’re my queen, you’re my everything

And I’d stay up with you all night, and comb through memories of flight
All wax nostalgic for summertime
But in the morning when you fly, with heavy head and weary eyes
Your absence weighs upon my mind

And I could trace the tracks on which my train of thought runs laps
Perhaps the fastest way to you is still too long
Alleviate my mind and I’ll keep bumbling on just fine
But by the time I reach you you’ll be gone
Cause you’re my queen, and you’re my everything
So what does that make me? What can I be?
Cause you’re my queen, and you’re my everything
So what does that make me? What can I be?

Cause you’re my queen, you’re my everything
So what does that make me? What can I be?
Well maybe I may be just an everyday ordinary... just maybe
Cause you’re my queen, you’re my everything
So what does that make me? What can I be?
Maybe I may be just an everyday ordinary, bumble BEEEEE

And in my dreams, I thought I saw you wandering
Through the trees, to tend to all your gardening
You looked like me, and I began to ponder it
That all the bees, it was me that they were following

And I was queen, and those that bowed their head to me
And kept routine, I kept them in my memory
And I lived free, and basked in my supremacy
And you were me, and emptiness brought you to empathy

And emptiness brought you to me
And emptiness brought you to the edge
And tell me can this really be?
To carry on with no identity
And tell me how you really feel
And tell me is this really real
And tell me do you feel alive
Obeying the the mind of the hive
And tell me, is this really real?
I wonder how it makes you feel
I wonder how it makes me feel
Think about how I might feel
To be just something, not someone that you see
And you’re my queen, and to you I owe everything
But just maybe, maybe I just may be
Something more than you think, something more than you think
Something more than you think

Cause you’re my queen, you’re my everything
And I wish you’d see, everything that I could be