Magic is here, in all of us.

Tho people see, what they utmost desire.

It is everywhere, and everyone who lives,

Their smiles, their hearts all warm and Cosy.

For magic is the love we seek.

Have you ever noticed that kid all alone,

Sitting at lunch, deserted by who he thought were friends.

That may be you one day,

So treat people how you wish to be treated,

For until then will you see the shadows.

Magic is lifeless,

Magic is free,

Magic is caring,

Magic is beating.

Magic is described as many things, when you think about it.

For our lives our like a magic spell, to good to be true,

Or to tragic to ever forget.

Have you noticed that girl,

That people make fun of, and gloat to themselves that they are much more beautiful.

Well, have you ever tried to notice what really goes on behind closed doors.

For the girl may be your best friend in a past life,

She could be a lost relative,

She could be nothing but an flake of snow,

But that's just the point,

We are all different, we are all the same.

We are alive,

And we are free,

Just like magic.