When this summer began I got a burning tan, but that was just before you come and carbonize me.
The lights don't let me see.
All you shining bees drive me to confusion.
I'm so gone.

And you're my favourite thing.
What is happening in our heads?

How am I supposed to get close to you girl if all we do is changing sights, blissfull eyes.

And you're my favourite thing.
What is happening in our heads.
Oh lily bee!