Verse 1: 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!) Verse 2: 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!) Others: 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!)(2x) Ending (x2): )