Perdita (Latin for "lost one"), can mean:
Perdita is a large genus of bees native to North America, particularly diverse in the desert regions of the United States and Mexico. There are over 700 recognized species and subspecies of Perdita, plus some 200 more as yet unnamed. Perdita are usually quite small (2.0 mm to 10.0 mm) and often brightly colored with metallic reflections and/or yellow or white markings. The genus was extensively treated by P.H. Timberlake who, in addition to T.D.A. Cockerell, described most of the known species. Most species are extreme specialists (oligoleges) with respect to pollen and will only collect pollen from a few closely related species or genera of plants.
Perdita II was a British Thoroughbred racemare who was undefeated in her seven race starts and was later an outstanding broodmare.
She commenced her racing career as a selling plater, but proved a useful racemare by winning all of her seven starts. Perdita II was purchased for the Prince of Wales in 1888 for £900.
Perdita II was more influential as a broodmare, producing the full brothers Florizel II (won Goodwood Cup, £7,858 and sired three Classic winners); Persimmon, Sandringham (unraced, exported to the US and sired some winners), and Diamond Jubilee. Her sons earned over 75,000 guineas. In all, she produced 12 foals. Owing to the success of her descendants she was listed as a Cluster Mare, which is a Thoroughbred brood mare that has produced two or more winners of five or more of the eight most important and valuable races, within six generations.
Perdita II died in 1899.
I thought I wanted it this way
I thought I really meant the words that I said
I had so many reasons in my head
But all I really needed was a little time and space
That was just a phase
Now its an empty room
Without you, without you
It's an empty room to come home, to come home to
It's an empty room without you, without you
And this empty room
Just isn't home, it isn't home without you
Well I guess I'm out of sorts
Yeah, I must have been completely out of my head
Cause I feel like I'm a stranger in my own bed
And all the walls and ornaments they seem to offend me
Won't you forgive me?
I thought I wanted this way
I thought I really meant the words that I said
I had so many reasons in my head
But all I really needed was a little time and space