The Real Tuesday Weld
The Birds and the Bees
Birds and bees will fly above us
A summer breeze perfume the air
Blue sky our only cover
For there'll be no secrets there

And the summer breeze will blow
And the birds and bees will show us the way

No words describe the feeling
That this feather touch provokes
No metaphor exceeding
The taste of honey from this rose

So forget the purple prose
It's the birds and bees who know the way

I know life has got its sting
And love has fragile wings
And this thing that grows between us
May suddenly just shrink

But let's not take our leave
Until the birds and bees have flown away

No, let's not take our leave
Until the birds and bees have flown away
Don't say you'll never leave
Stay 'til the birds and bees have flown away