Beyonc — Enchantress

Breath of fresh air Wind beneath my wings The breath of life is in me I still ask what it does mean A glimpse of something I can say I'm n the corner of my eye A flash of light Your not human Perfection means surprise Happiness is an idea A feeling I call my own Fly away to a different place In some places there exist thrones Magic a mystery hidden as Cold tales to chill the meaning as A question is in the middle to say What is the cost of different Angel or demon the idea is the same Between a vision and a dream Existence so bland Echo in the pages of history Was it the destiny of man Grow tall and Say things in the manner of For I too have stood with giants Will it ever stop Have you heard of