Ahseeyanabit
Our spirits were meant to live together
But these shells we live in have got in our way
Sometimes our parents they think they own us
Trying to keep our love from getting away
Sometimes we think we own our lovers
But that's when it all starts to fall apart and die
Look into yourself and see what you see now
Are you saving containing or hiding your love in there
Love will not grow in there 'till you give it away

Our spirits were meant to live together
But you cannot hang on to a body that's movin' on
They say if you love some one set them free
Eat only the fruit you can pick while you're under the tree
Our spirits were meant to live together
Ahseeyanabit bumble bee
Ahseeyanabit

Maybe this life time
Maybe next time
If you pick too much fruit
It'll rot in your basket
And if you pick none
It'll rot on the ground
But sooner or later
We all come around
I'll see you in a bit
Ahseeyanabit