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