Texty: Eisley. Laughing City. I Wasn't Prepared.

Oh, when the day is blue
I'll sit here wondering about you
And how the pollen fell
All around your face in strange yellow patterns

But I wasn't prepared for this, oh
No, I wasn't prepared for this, oh no

When the morning came, the bees flew down
And wrapped themselves around me
And that's when I spoke the word
To have them trace your face for me in pollen

But I wasn't prepared for this, oh
No, I wasn't prepared for this, oh no

Come, come back to me
My, my darling
Come, come back to me
My, my darling

I wasn't prepared for this, oh
No, I wasn't prepared for this, oh no

When the day is blue
I'll sit here wondering about you