So busy, like a little bee,
Need to make some time for “me”,
Before myself goes on the lam,
And I forget just who I am,
Before my own identity,
Is just a “me” who used to be.
So busy, like a little bee,
Need to make some time for “me”,
Before myself goes on the lam,
And I forget just who I am,
Before my own identity,
Is just a “me” who used to be.
