I Can’t Get Up Out of This Bed Colin Hay

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