Tuesday, August 11, 2009

back in Ohio


When I was young I thought the stars were made for wishing on
And every hole deep in a tree must hide a leprechaun
Old houses all had secret rooms, if one could find the door
But who believes in magic anymore?

Magic is the sun that makes a rainbow out of rain
Magic keeps the dream alive to try, and try again
Magic is the love that stays when good friends have to leave
I do believe in magic, I believe

Growing up the grown-ups said one day I'd wake to find
That magic was a childish dream I'd have to leave behind
Like clothes that would no longer fit or toys that I'd ignore
I'd not believe in magic anymore

Magic is the sun that makes a rainbow out of rain
Magic keeps the dream alive to try, and try again
Magic is the love that stays when good friends have to leave
I do believe in magic, I believe

Although my childhood's far behind, I've learned to my surprise
That magic does not fade away, it wears a new disguise
a child, a friend, a smile, a song, the courage to stand tall
For loves the greatest magic of them all

Magic is the sun that makes a rainbow out of rain
Magic keeps the dream alive to try, and try again
Magic is the love that stays when good friends have to leave
I do believe in magic
For love's the greatest magic
I do believe in magic, I believe.

1 comment:

  1. Awww, that's sweet! :D

    Reminds me sorta of the book "The Dragons are Singing Tonight" that my friend stole from the elementary school library.

    "If you don't believe in dragons,
    It is curiously true
    That the dragons you disparage
    Choose to not to believe in you..."

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