Bee Song

We sat alone in the park

You drew a picture of a tree

I drew a hot-air balloon

You said that you thought it was neat

We grazed our knees

As we went running on the hillside

By the seaside

And that's when I got stung by a bee

You crushed its legs

With the sole of your shoe

I cried and begged you to stop

You didn't think that it was cruel

And you lost your limbs

There were explosions that day

And Mr. Bee, your enemy

He just flew away

And hold it down now

And hold it down now

I am young now and I was then

I am lost in a world that fits inside the palm of your hand

I am young now and I was then

I am lost in a world that fits inside the palm of your hand

the palm of your hand

The palm of your hand

The palm of your hand

The palm of your hand

The palm of your...

Hand

Hey-yeah

Hey-yeah

Your hand

Your hand

It's the palm of your hand