Beautiful Mystery

When I'm dressed to the nines
I'm just a shirt and tie
With a taste for prestige
And beautiful mystery
But, clever girls dressed to
Kill are pretty bittersweet
And better-suited for grief
Than beautiful mystery

Oh, beautiful mystery

Fly by, feather
This time, I'm not ready to die
But I lose myself
(Oh, oh, I'm falling for you)

Now or never
Stand back, cause I'm ready to fly
But I lose myself
(Oh, oh, I'm falling for you)

She enjoys it the most
With flowers in her hair
Dressin' up like a ghost
For beautiful mystery
So I kiss her goodnight
And stumble from the room
Mighty high on mystique
And beautiful mystery

Oh, beautiful mystery

Fly by, feather
This time, I'm not ready to die
But I lose myself
(Oh, oh, I'm falling for you)

Now or never
Stand back, cause I'm ready to fly
But I lose myself
(Oh, oh, I'm falling for you)

Oh, oh, I'm falling for you!

Fly by, feather
This time, I'm not ready to die!
But I lose myself
(Oh, oh, I'm falling for you)

Now or never
Stand back, cause I'm ready to fly
But I lose myself
(Oh, oh, I'm falling for you)

Fly by, feather
This time, I'm not ready to die
But I lose myself
(Oh, oh, I'm falling for you)

Now or never
Stand back, cause I'm ready to fly
But I lose myself
(Oh, oh, I'm falling for you)