Magic

Every day’s an open door.

Every day is like the one before.

If you could change it all, would you even try?

The faces walk on by.

I see your anger, there’s so much to fight.

If only we could find a little piece of mind.

But I always thought that we’d be friends

Some day, Sunday, meet again.

And I always thought we’d work it out.

Is this the end you’ve dreamed about?

Walking down the street, feelin’ kinda magic.

Tension and defeat, everyone is tragic.

She just loves the beat, if you can imagine.

It’s wearin’ me down, wearin’ me down.

When I lay my head to sleep.

When I close my eyes they’re coming after me.

I know they’re make believe, still they bring me down.

The voices whisper low.

Terrible secrets I don’t need to know.

If we forget the past, do we repeat the show?

Walking down the street, feelin’ kinda magic.

Tension and defeat, everyone is tragic.

She just loves the beat, if you can imagine.

It’s wearin’ me down, wearin’ me down.