everyone has their own story

you have yours I have mine

today mine happens to be about a...

a yellow dress

and behind the yellow dress

lies a warm and beating heart

that longs to tell a story

of which we are all a part



oh oh oh I love these things

so these things shall I bee



the honey bee

it has taken me so long to get up to speed

a looooonnnggggg winter

but the sun is slowly warming me

and ssssooo here I go towards the garden of love



oh oh oh I love these things

so these things shall I bee



the garden of love I can see it now

I am meandering as fast as I can

want to sip the nectar

I am making my way back to where I belong



oh oh oh I love these things

so these things shall I bee



and when I lay me down to sleep

in my flowery keep

the moon upon my face

I dream of bowls of milk



sailin' towards a sea of

roses