Like a bird i am your nest,
Morn is when i will freely let you fly on others and the lest,
And in the azure skies you will sing sweet melodies from your chest,
Wind will carry you from north to west,
It will sway you to see the beauty of south and east,
But ere dawn shall you come back to me and rest?
Like a bee i am your hive,
Whom without you wouldn't survive,
And you the reason am sweet and alive,
But the gentle scent of flowers during sunshine makes you happy and Jive,
So shall you came back to me and sleep before five?
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