Letras
sometimes i pretend to be asleep
when i think of all the times we weep
i hide under books and dust and leaves
reading all the letters that you keep
under the shower
counting the flowers
no one sees my tears
i feel as if i were a bee
i don't have the power
not to feel sour
after all these years
could you show me
how to be a happy bee
i remember when you're still my friend
you're so gentle like a country man
so your golden coat fell off one day
i should have stayed to help you hold the clay
under the shower
counting the flowers
no one sees my tears
i feel as if i were a bee
i don't have the power
not to feel sour
after all these years
could you show me
how to be a happy bee
under the shower
counting the flowers
no one sees my tears
i feel as if i were a bee
i don't have the power
not to feel sour
after all these years
could you show me
how to be a happy bee
