I can hear the sound you don't remember
The sound of birds and bees in harmonies
Could being blown by a gentle breeze
Making the perfect melody left behind

I bet that you can even see the moon
'Cause of your eyes you only see the darkest side
I bet that you can wish upon a star
'Cause in your life the pride has forced your dreams aside

I can see the sun in late December
I see the garden treasures needs to see
Ties at defeat identity
Washing away the beauty who's in your mind

I can hear the sound you don't remember
The sound of birds and bees in harmonies
Could being blown by a gentle breeze
Making the perfect melody left behind

I can see the sun in late December
I see the garden treasures needs to see
Ties at defeat identity
Washing away the beauty who's in your mind

I can hear the sound you don't remember
The sound of birds and bees in harmonies
Could being blown by a gentle breeze
Making the perfect melody left behind

I can see the sun in late December
I see the garden treasures needs to see
Ties at defeat identity
Washing away the beauty who's in your mind

I can hear the sound you don't remember
The sound of birds and bees in harmonies