| If it’s magic…
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| Then why can’t it be everlasting
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| Like the sun that always shines
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| Like the poets endless rhyme
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| Like the galaxies in time
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| If it’s pleasing…
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| Then why can’t it be never leaving
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| Like the day that never fails
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| Like on seashores there are shells
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| Like the time that always tells
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| It holds the key to every heart
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| Throughout the universe
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| It fills you up without a bite
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| And quenches every thirst
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| So…
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| If it’s special
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| Then with it why aren’t we as careful
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| As making sure we dress in style
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| Posing pictures with a smile
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| Keeping danger from a child
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| It holds the key to every heart
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| Throughout the universe
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| It fills you up without a bite
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| And quenches every thirst
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| So…
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| If it’s magic…
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| Why can’t we make it everlasting
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| Like the lifetime of the sun
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| It will leave no heart undone
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| For there’s enough for everyone |