My head is pounding Trying so hard in life Doing the best I can When I step outside I think I’ve found My retreat On the inside I feel drained My head is pounding I listen close I don’t hear any sounds My head is pounding Finding my retreat
She is cute As can be Small but mighty Fury and soft Smart and sassy Little Bee She is cute as can be I love her Don’t go anywhere Without her Every step I take Is with her She was left along the road She came in my life I will never leave her She is cute as can be I love you little Bee Her name is Bell Because she came To me near Christmas She is cute as can be Little Bee
Aroma scented magnolias In the air sweet sensation Filled with shades of white Lingering fragrant carry In the air Each little square of grass Feels soft along the rocks Sweetness is everywhere Summer is near Enjoy the sweetness
When I sit alone, Someone will ask, “Can I use this chair?” Then carry it to another table To laugh with friends over there— Leaving me, still and silent, Closed off like a clam.