Magical

You are the bright, white light in my streets of darkness A storyteller with wings I envy Baby, I've been waiting for you, waiting for you all my life What did I know before you came? One in million flowers on my pillow One of kind hands reaching out to me Baby, you're my shining armour; beauty and dressed to kill Nothing I know can be the same I wanna dance; pick me up and turn me round One foot out, one foot down, all my senses hit the ground I close my eyes, I feel so free, and it comes so easily It Can Be Magical... It Can Be Magical My little hero, never short of wonder Wherever we go racing it's to win Straight into the arms of parlours, straight into the halls of fame Into this handsome honeymoon I wanna dance; pick me up and turn me round One foot out, one foot down, all my senses hit the ground I close my eyes, I feel so free, and it comes so easily It Can Be Magical... It Can Be Magical I want to fly for real I want to get high for real this time Cause magic we're made of, a mystic parade of desires... desires... I was a picture of a prima donna that was stranded on the edge of town Only a face without a name... Now, I wanna dance; pick me up and turn me round One foot out, one foot down, all my senses hit the ground I close my eyes, I feel so free, and it comes so easily It Can Be Magical... It Can Be Magical