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 don’t fool me, say wouldn't it be great, to find somewhere new, a place for the soul, where paradise reigns, forget mortgage loans, somewhere not cruel, but poised and sedate, where no ticket’s due, problems with ‘phones, emotion's a name, love’s sweet merry go, your good parts are true, I know is the case, but how will you argue, flying over the flames?.