Paroles de Beautiful Mystery

Owl City
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!)
InterprèteOwl City
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Beautiful Mystery
Belle Mystère
InterprèteOwl City
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