Magic

Get outta’ bed shake the sand from your eyes

And the memory of last night

You gotta carry on even though it seems

At the end of the tunnel there’s no light

But hold on, you’ll find a way back to the path you walk on

That bit of magic will find you again, just listen my friend

Feel as if they have messed with my head

Because all I can see are blue skies

There must be something in the way that we circle

Around the same sun