You sigh, the song begins, you speak and I hear violins, it's magic The stars desert the skies and rush to nestle in your eyes, it's magic Without a golden wand or mystic charms, Fantastic things begin when I am in your arms When we walk hand-in-hand, the world becomes a wonderland, it's magic How else can I explain those rainbows when there isn't rain? It's magic Why do I tell me myself these things that happen are all really true When in my heart I know the magic is my love for you?