I'm a natural, you see.
Oh what sweet symphonies you pour to me
You're honey, I'm the bee
Your eyes are roses, and thank the gardener for maintaining the rose for me
Red is what I see, in my arms is where you need to be
Swim in my arms, get lost at sea
I'll rescue you, to an island we shall flee
Pluck a rose from your eyes, give it back to the bee, back to feed you the honey that you gave me
I am a natural, you see.