Killer Bees

I said, “Please don't leave, I'm afraid I'll freeze alone.”
And she looked at me, said, “Oh, you know you won't.”
I fall back asleep, dream of the beautiful snow
I feel her kissing me and I hear my door close
And she misses me on a beautiful walk home
Should I follow her footprints where they go
Across the sea to France or back to Chicago
To see that yuppie band or a language I don't know
And I don't know what I'm supposed to do
The word goodbye is a hard word to use
But the trees will bloom just like they're supposed to
And I assume the weather changes moods
And those trees turn green and the sky, it turns blue
On the screen he looks like me, she looks just like you
And the question looms, what will I do for work?
You're such a smart girl, so much to learn
But we'll still go to New York
See priest and the killer bees as they swarm
And the weather will make her body so warm
And thoughts will come, like I shouldn't leave
But the breeze spreads us all out like seeds
So many things that we've never seen
And I don't know what I'm supposed to do
But I suppose that I'll help her move
She says, “No no no, we didn't lose
And the word goodbye is the wrong word to use,
Is the wrong word to use.”