Bella Three

Look at the moon, a spring tide today, everything comes around too soon, the birds who have flown, seeking away, singing as they go, your eyes can't fool, say wouldn't it be great, to find somewhere new, a place for the soul, where no panic reigns, forget mortgage loans, somewhere not cruel, but poised and sedate, no tickets due, problem hurricane zones, emotion's just a name, for love on a poncho, my good parts are true, I can firmly state, you'll love it here too, high above the flames.