Karaoké Bumblebee ABBA

He likes the lilacs in my garden

I love to watch him fly

He's just a tiny fuzzy ball and I wonder how he can fly at all

A world without him

I dread to think what that would be

And I imagine my distress

It would be a new kind of loneliness

But for now

I'm in my garden

Watching clouds sail with the breeze

Feeling carefree as I listen to the hum of bumblebees

It's quite absurd this summer morning to think we could be trapped

Inside a world where all is changing too fast for bumblebees to adapt

From thyme to bluebell

From hyacinth to lily rose

Oh how I do adore the sight of his rather clumsy erratic flight

And for now

I'm in my garden

Watching clouds sail with the breeze

Feeling carefree as I listen to the hum of bumblebees

Yes for now

I'm in my garden

Watching clouds sail with the breeze

Feeling sad for those who'd never hear the hum of bumblebees

Oh yes for now

I'm in my garden

Watching clouds sail with the breeze

Feeling sad for those who'd never hear the hum of bumblebees