But the bee to woo the Queen, Is among many who scorned have been He who tried and failed has flown away,
To chase and woo another day. I too am human, I know, That's such is true I often show, Let me in love grow, Let me in God trust.
But cruel is fate to the bee, Who finds that successful is he, For though he gets to love, and do so well, He ties from it, and so of it never gets to tell! For, though human, I can pray, That I need help, I can say, And God for me will find a way, But ask Him to, I must.
