Bees Lyrics - At The Bbc: On-air Performances & Recordings 2000-2005 - Laura Cantrell

See the sign of the old hotel 

We used to stay there 

Empty and threadbare 

Water running cold 

Searched the streets for old friends 

Met only strangers 

None who remember 

None who would take me home 

I miss the bees, I miss the honey 

I miss them humming by the flowered vine 

My time is short now, I feel it coming 

I'll see you darling in the morning light 

Spent an hour 

In the waiting room 

Of our old headquarters 

None brought my orders 

I rode on alone with my portrait 

Missing from their hall of honor 

No frame to claim me 

In silver black and gold 

Lost in the afternoon 

Missing an hour or two 

Turn the crystal set 

Never failed me yet 

No voice to say goodbye 

Tears on my face have dried 

I'll be coming through 

On that wavelength a heart can tune 

I miss the bees, I miss the honey 

I miss them humming by the flowered vine 

My time is short now, I feel it coming 

I'll see you darling in the morning light 

No voice to say goodbye 

Tears on my face have dried 

I'll be coming through 

On that wavelength a heart can tune 

I miss the bees I miss the honey 

I miss them humming by the flowered vine 

My time is short now, I feel it coming 

I'll see you darling on the other side