Beautiful Mystery Lyrics

When I'm dressed to the nines, I'm just a shirt and tie

With a taste for prestige, and beautiful mystery.

Well, 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! )