Angus And Julia Stone Bella Lyrics

Bella Lyrics

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