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Presto
If I could wave my magic wand.
I am made from the dust of the stars
And the oceans flow in my veins
Here I hide in the heart of the city
Like a stranger coming out of the rain.
The evening plane rises up from the runway
Over constellations of light
I look down into a million houses
And wonder what you're doing tonight.
If I could wave my magic wand
I'd make everything all right.
I'm not one to believe in magic
But I sometimes have a second sight
I'm not one with a sense of proportion
When my heart still changes overnight.
I had a dream of a winter garden
A midnight rendezvous
Silver, blue, and frozen silence
What a fool I was for you.
I had a dream of the open water
I was swimming away out to sea
So deep I could never touch bottom
What a fool I used to be.
If I could wave my magic wand
I'd set everybody free.
I'm not one to believe in magic
Though my memory has a second sight
I'm not one to go pointing my finger
When I radiate more heat than light.
Don't ask me, I'm just improvising
My illusion of careless flight
Can't you see my temperature's rising
I radiate more heat than light.
Don't ask me I'm just sympathizing
My illusions a harmless flight
Can't you see my temperature's rising
I radiate more heat than light.
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I radiate more heat than light.
Can't you see my temperature's rising
My illusions a harmless flight
Don't ask me I'm just sympathizing
I radiate more heat than light.
Can't you see my temperature's rising
My illusion of careless flight
Don't ask me, I'm just improvising
When I radiate more heat than light.
I'm not one to go pointing my finger
Though my memory has a second sight
I'm not one to believe in magic
I'd set everybody free.
If I could wave my magic wand
What a fool I used to be.
So deep I could never touch bottom
I was swimming away out to sea
I had a dream of the open water
What a fool I was for you.
Silver, blue, and frozen silence
A midnight rendezvous
I had a dream of a winter garden
When my heart still changes overnight.
I'm not one with a sense of proportion
But I sometimes have a second sight
I'm not one to believe in magic
I'd make everything all right.
If I could wave my magic wand
And wonder what you're doing tonight.
I look down into a million houses
Over constellations of light
The evening plane rises up from the runway
Like a stranger coming out of the rain.
Here I hide in the heart of the city
And the oceans flow in my veins
I am made from the dust of the stars
If I could wave my magic wand.
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