Bella
"Hello"
There goes the gal in the pretty skirtWith the golden smile that made you feel newLike when the marching band strolls the streetYou know another year's come too soon
So you took her hand, she gave a lookThat sent you to the moonAnd 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 machineAnd we'll go where you wantAnd we'll sail the seven seasI hope all is well in Daisy's dreams
There goes the galYeah, the pretty bird, on the golden mileThat made you feel realShe took with on to the starsShe don't make no big deal
And there she sits with them big old fieldsOf daisies and rusty millsAnd when the sun, it shines on her hair of goldShe's beautifulAnd she's beautiful
Won't you come on home?I built us a flying machineAnd we'll go where you wantAnd we'll sail the seven seasI hope all is well in Daisy's dreamsIn Daisy's dreams