Colin Hay
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Bees are buzzing in my ear
Birds are singing pure and clear
Oh, but I can't stop thinking about you
Creek is running, running high
Trees are burning, touch the sky
Much as I try, I can't stop thinking about you
And I can't get up out of this bed
I can't get up out of this bed
No, I can't get up out of this bed for nothing
I've been weeping in my beer
And I was dreaming you were here
My tears are dry, but I can't stop thinking about you
And I can't get up out of this bed
I can't get up out of this bed
No, I can't get up out of this bed for nothing
I can't feel my heart anymore
It's as empty as a lie
I can't answer the knocking at my door
Why can't I?
Time is coming, it's getting near
No more sleeping to kill the fear
Oh, but I can't stop thinking about you
And I can't get up out of this bed
I can't get up out of this bed
No, I can't get up out of this bed for nothing, for nothing