文本歌词

It's Magic - Abbey Lincoln
Written by：Jule Styne
You smell 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 is no rain
It's magic
Why do I tell myself these things
That happen are all really true
When in my heart
I know the magic is my love for you
You smell 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
Why do I tell myself these things
That happen are all really true
When in my heart
I know the magic is my love for you