You sigh the song begins
You speak and I hear violins
It's magic
Well, the stars desert the skies
And rush to nestle in your eyes
It's magic
Without a golden wand or mystic charms
Fantastic things begin when I'm in your arms
When we walk hand in hand
The world becomes a wonderland
It's magic
Well, how else can I explain those rainbows
When there is no rain
It's magic
Why do I tell me myself
These things that happen are all really true
When in my heart
I know the magic is my love for you
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