Bella

Hello
 There goes the gal in the pretty skirt
 With the golden smile that made you feel new
 Like when the marching band strolls the street
 You know another year's come too soon
 So you took her hand and she gave a look
 That sent you to the moon
 And there you spoke the words of a gentleman
 Can I have this dance with you?
 Can I share this dance with you?
 Won't you come on home?
 I built us a flying machine
 And we'll go where you want
 And we'll sail the seven seas
 I hope all is well in Daisy's dreams
 There goes the gal
 Yeah, the pretty bird, on the golden mile
 That made you feel real
 She took with on to the stars
 She don't make no big deal
 And there she sits with them big old fields
 Of daisies and rusty mills
 And when the sun, it shines on her hair of gold
 She's beautiful, she's beautiful
 Won't you come on home?
 I built us a flying machine
 And we'll go where you want
 We'll sail the seven seas
 I hope all is well in Daisy's dreams
 In Daisy's dreams