Looking Glass Sea

(a. bell / v. clarke)



Sweetheart, say you love me,

I'll fly you too the moon.

The choir of stars above me,

Will sing out a heavenly tune.

A rythm divine if you're so enclined,

The perfect melody.



We'll go down to the water,

And sail on a looking glass sea.



Sweetheart, be my honey.

Lily a la lune.

The fire flies above me,

A will of the whisp, a lovely perfume.

A vision in white, a flame in the night,

In perfect harmony.



We'll go down to the water,

And sail on a looking glass sea.



Throw out the rope and cast a drift,

See where the midnight hour takes us.

Be the captain of my ship,

And hoist the anchor with a kiss.



Sweetheart, say you love me,

I'll fly you too the moon.

The choir of stars above me,

Will sing out a heavenly tune.

A rythm divine if you're so enclined,

The perfect melody.



We'll go down to the water,

Down to the water, and sail on a looking glass sea.


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