Bumblebee lyrics

He likes the lilacs in my garden.

I love to watch him fly.

He’s just a tiny, fuzzy ball,

and I wonder how he can fly at all.

A world without him,

I dread to think what that would be.

And I imagine my distress

it would be a new kind of loneliness.

But for now, I’m in my garden

watching clouds sail with the breeze,

feeling carefree as I listen

to the hum of bumblebees.

It’s quite absurd, this summer morning,

to think we could be trapped

inside a world where all is changing

too fast for bumblebees to adapt.

From thyme to bluebell,

from hyacinth to lily rose,

oh, how I do adore the sight

of his rather clumsy, erratic flight.

And for now, I’m in my garden

watching clouds sail with the breeze,

feeling carefree as I listen

to the hum of bumblebees.

Yes, for now, I’m in my garden

watching clouds sail with the breeze,

feeling sad for those who’d never

hear the hum of bumblebees.

Oh yes, for now, I’m in my garden

watching clouds sail with the breeze,

feeling sad for those who’d never

hear the hum of bumblebees.