The Bird And The Bee
On the first day of our love
You brought me incense and a flower
On the first day, how could we know
That ours was a love that would not last?
Oo-ooh, oo-oo-ooh, oo-oo-ooh
Oo-oo-oo-oo-ooh, oo-ooh, oo-ooh
There is nothing left to do or say
We tried our very best
And as we clear away
All the scraps of our happiness
I feel an ache in my chest
Take all my loves, my loves
Take them unto thee
On the last day of this romance
Our flame will blush till it burns out
Oo-ooh, oo-oo-ooh, oo-oo-ooh
Oo-oo-oo-oo-ooh, oo-ooh, oo-ooh
There is nothing left to build it up
The river has run dry
But as we clear away
All the scraps of our happiness
I have one more tear to cry
Oo-ooh, oo-oo-ooh, oo-oo-ooh
Oo-oo-oo-oo-ooh, oo-ooh, ooh
There is nothing left to do or say
We tried our very best
And as we clear away
All the scraps of our happiness
I feel an ache in my chest
There is nothing left to save our love
We cannot bring it back
And as we clear away
All the scraps of our happiness
It fades to black