And wrapped themselves around me
My, my darling
And how the pollen fell
When the day is blue
No, I wasn't prepared for this, oh no
I wasn't prepared for this, oh
Come, come back to me
But I wasn't prepared for this, oh
No, I wasn't prepared for this, oh no
No, I wasn't prepared for this, oh no
All around your face in strange yellow patterns
My, my darling
But I wasn't prepared for this, oh
When the morning came, the bees flew down
And that's when I spoke the word
Come, come back to me
To have them trace your face for me in pollen