O! How I despise magic
Yet I never doubt it's existence
I've just been distant from the art
I deem it treacherous and deceitful
Why should tricks amuse the world?
Mere illusions and fallacies
Earning undeserving applause
O! How I despise magic
O! How I despise magic
Until our paths did meet
Until I saw the beauty in your eyes
A sanctuary of fireflies at night
And colorful butterflies at day
I could stare at them all day
And wish the sun never retires
O! How I love that voice
Like a choir of musical legends
With birds as backing vocalists
Your whisper is a melody in my head
And if I had my way,
I'd pay to hear you speak
You must be an angel
With wings concealed from human eyes
Do you wield an invisible wand?
Is it somewhere in your right hand?
Could it all be illusions?
Could it be I loved magic?
And I never knew at all
Could we call it something else
Something else aside magic
Or do I have to just accept
That I loved magic afterall!
