The Magic

I get it, don't sweat it
I'm not your cup of tea
Believe it or not
Not everyone loves me
But try me, you'll find me
A personality
That you can't get enough of
Once you can feel the magic

Feel the magic

I saw you, you saw me
I saw you look away
I went to say hello
You said you had a busy day
I fretted, regretted
And felt myself shrink
I beg you to open your mind
You maybe on the brink of magic

Feel the magic

I betted, you fled it
I guess I'm not for you
Projection, rejection
It's really nothing new
So many not ready
Don't see that I'm all this
Alone again and naturally
What do I do wIth the magic?

Oh, the magic



Credits
Writer(s): Mark O. Everett, John Alexander William Parish
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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