Bees

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

Spent an hour

In the waiting room

Of our old headquarters

None brought my orders

I rode on alone with my portrait

Missing from their hall of honor

No frame to claim me

In silver black and gold

Lost in the afternoon

Missing an hour or two

Turn the crystal set

Never failed me yet

No voice to say goodbye

Tears on my face have dried

I'll be coming through

On that wavelength a 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 wavelength a 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 on the other side