Bees کے بول

See the sign of the old hotel We used to stay there Empty and threadbare Water running cold Searched the streets for old friends Met only strangers None who remember None who would take me home I miss the bees, I miss the honey I miss them humming by the flowered vine My time is short now I feel it coming I'll see you darling In the morning light Spend an hour in the waiting room Of our old headquarters None brougth my order I road on alone With my portrait missing From their hall of honour No frame to claim me In silver, black and gold Lost in the afternoon Missing an hour or two Tuned the crystal set It's never failed me yet No voice to say goodbye Tears on my face have dried I'll be coming through On that wavelenght the heart can tune I miss the bees, I miss the honey I miss them humming by the flowered vine My time is short now I feel it coming I'll see you darling In the morning light No voice to say goodbye Tears on my face have dried I'll be coming through On that wavelenght the heart can tune I miss the bees, I miss the honey I miss them humming by the flowered vine My time is short now I see it coming I'll meet you darling On the other side