When I was young I thought the stars, were made for wishing on and every hole inside a tree would hide a lepracoun and houses all had secret rooms if one could find the door but who believes in magic, anymore? Chorus: Magic is the sun that makes a ranibow out of rain magic keeps the dream alive to try and try again Magic is the love that stays when good friends have to leave i do believe in magic i believe When i grew up the grown ups said one day id wake to find that magic was a childish game id have to leave behind like clothes that would no longer fit or toys that I'd ignore I'd not believe in magic, anymore Chorus A child a friend a smile a song the courage to stand tall and loves the greatest magic of them all Chorus
A nice slow song. (Not great for most boy scouts.)
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