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Lyrics:
Oh, when the day is blue
I'll sit here wondering about you
and how the pollen fell
all around you face in strange yellow patterns
But I wasn't prepared for this, no, no
I wasn't prepared for this, no, no
When the morning came
the bees flew down
and wrapped themselves around me
And that's when I spoke a word
to have them trace your face for me in pollen
I wasn't prepared for this, no, no
I wasn't prepared for this, no, no
Come back to me my, my darling
Come back to me my, my darling
I wasn't prepared for this, no, no
I wasn't prepared for this, no, no
When the day is blue
I'll sit here wondering about you
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