Into the park I went one morning in the dew Bright colours hit my eyes, some bright and somewhat new Then I saw the reason for magic in the air The flowers turn their heads and bow as I pass by And paper people wander through my mind and cry So I saw the reason for magic in the air I see a picture painted blue that's slightly reminiscent of you Of you Of you And in the night they cried, and in the light I sighed It's something I have tried to find, magic in the air Of you Of you
