Magic doesn't always come to me I can hear it in your voice So empty I sit here in these images How can I show you everything It's all in brand new Let me crawl into that mind of yours Tilt your head back till you hear your heart breathing
Chorus
I'll send me through these Postcards and packages They still remain in the way Of a face drawn by peace on love On a day when the earth spins back In two direction crossed in mixes Of left over make believe We'll collide
You share unspoken perfect dreams I'm left in appologies And kiss you softly You say the clouds all block the way Your world, once forced on thirsty lids It wont break the night away Moon pulls you into space When there ceases to be a day When the magic still wont come to me
Chorus
When it's what you feel How can it be wrong These drugs aren't what they use to prescribe Under hands read by brail It all jumps up and sneaks ontop of you For the weather just looks fine today Said masks of nothing left to say The magic flows right past me now
Chorus
When the magic doesn't always come to me
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