(Am)Mys ter y, the moon,

a (B)hole in the sky,

a su per nat ’ral night light,

so (Am)full but of ten wry.

A pair of eyes, a clos ing one,

a cho sen (Am)child of gold en sun.

A mar ble dog that chas es cars to far thest reach es of the beach and far be yond in to the swim ming sea of stars.

The cos mic fish, they love to kiss.

They’re giv ing (B)birth to con stel la tions.

No riffs and, oh, no res er va tion.

If they should (Am)fall, you’d get a wish or ded i ca tion.

May I sug gest you get the best

for noth ing less than you and I.

Let’s take a chance as this ro mance is ris ing, oh, be fore we lose the light ing.

Oh, Bel la, Bel la, please,

Bel la, you

beau ti ful (Dm)lu na.

Oh, Bel la, do what you

do.

You are an il (Am)lu mi nat ing an chor

of leagues too (B)in fi nite in num ber,

crash ing waves and break ing thun der,

tid ing the (Am)ebb and flow of hun ger.

You’re danc ing na ked there for me.

You ex (Am)pose all mem o ry.

You make the most of bound a ry.

You’re the ghost of roy al ty im pos ing love.

You are the queen and king com (E)bin ing ev ’ry thing, in ter twin ing like a ring a round the (Am)fin ger of a girl.

I’m just a (G)sing er; you’re the world.

All I can (F)bring ya is the lan guage of a lov er.

Bel la Lu na a a,

my (C)beau ti ful, beau ti ful (F)moon,

how you swoon me like no oth er,

oh.

May I sug gest you get the best of your (Am)wish.

May I in sist at no con test for lit tle you or small er I,

a larg er chance at what all there may lie on the rise, on the brink of our lives.

Bel la, plea (C)ee ee ease, Bel la, you

beau ti ful (Dm)lu na,

oh, Bel la, do what you

do.