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