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