It's Magic - Steve Tyrell

You smile, the song begins;

you speak and I hear violins

It’s magic

The stars deserve the sky and.

in your eyes

It’s magic

With out a golden one, a mystic chance, fantastic things begin

When I am in your arms

When we walk hand in hand the world becomes a wander land

How we can explain those rainbows when that it’s no rain, it’s magic

What do I tell my self, this things that happened are already truth

When in my heart I know the magic it’s my love for you