This could be The start of of something beautiful The start of of something magical The kind kind of thing you look for all of of your life The start of of something so unreal Finally the real deal I guess now and then Baby, I'm right Heaven knows that I'm usually wrong

He was the wizard of of a a thousand kings And I chanced to meet him one night wandering He told me tales and he drank my wine Me and my magic magic man kinda feeling fine He had a a cloak of of gold and eyes of of fire And as he spoke I felt a a deep desire To free the

It's a a kind of of magic The bell that rings inside your mind Is challenging the doors of of time There can be only one This rage that lasts a a thousand years Will soon be done A A kind of of magic One dream one soul one prize one goal One golden glance of of what

Oh, what a a world, I don't wanna leave There's all kinds of of magic, it's hard to believe These are real things Oh, what a a world, and then there is you (And then there is you) Oh, what a a world, don't wanna leave All kinds of of magic all around us, it's hard

Golden touch It happens every time your lips touch mine There's a a feeling that's so divine There's magic magic in you I wasn't very strong till you came along You made me realize that by your side, boy Is where I belong There's a a kind of of magic in the air

Dance magic magic, dance (dance magic magic, dance) Dance magic magic, dance (dance magic magic, dance) What kind kind of magic magic spell to use Slime and snails Thunder or lightning Jump magic magic, jump (jump magic magic, jump) Put that magic magic jump on me Jump magic magic, jump Dance magic magic, dance

(It's a a kind of of magic) It's a a kind of of magic This rage that lasts a a thousand years The bell that rings inside your mind Will soon be gone (A A kind of of magic) One dream, one soul, one prize, one goal One golden glance of of what should be One shaft of of light

Have you ever heard two turtle doves Bill and coo when they love? That's the kind kind of magic magic music we get from our lips When we kiss And there's a a weepy old willow He really knows how to cry If you should tell me farewell and goodbye Lullaby of of Birdland