The Bees

I've been looking for a sweeter side

Looking for a big bloom on a short vine

Looking for a better way of life

Somewhere that I can call home

Spent my time at a peach stand

Sun beatin' like a stinging red tan

Like the back of my daddy's hand

The only thing I've ever known

I can hear the bees buzzin' through the walls

Making their honey and singing their song

They say I work for the queen all day

Yeah, I work for the queen all day

Ohhhh...

Ohhhh...

Sometimes it's a bitter taste

For a motherless child so out of place

I never understood why she ran away

Maybe I'll never know

But there's a light shinin' through the trees

And a restless hum that's calling me

I could almost be carried by the breeze

And let it take me where it goes

Now I'm standing on the front porch

Kettle whistling through the screen door

Little footsteps on the kitchen floor

Pretty soon we're gonna eat

Some things come right away

Some seem to take forever and a day

All I know is that it worked out either way

I think I found a family