

Working the clover from morning to night
Keepers of the meadow,
chasing the light
Thousands of sisters in perfect design
Building a kingdom on a golden line (hmmmm)
Can you hear the rumble in the trees?
(hmmmm) We are the workers,
we are the bees!
Fly through the pollen and fight for the queen!
(yeah) Living for the sweetest gold ever seen
We keep the garden spinning around From the high branches down to
the ground!
Dust on our knees and fire in our wings Guardians of the
blossoms and all that it brings No time for resting,
the winter is cold Protecting the secrets that we've always hold
(hmmmm) Keep the garden spinning round (hmmmm) Keep it safe upon the
ground