Platters It's Magic
You sigh and the song begins
You speak and I hear violins
It's magic (It's magic)
The stars desert the skies
And rush to nestle in your eys
It's magic (It's magic)
Without a one or mystic charm
Fantastic things begin
When I am in your arms
When we walk hand in hand
The world becomes a wonderland
Oh it's magic (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 within my heart I know
The magic is my love for you?
Why do I tell myself
These things that happen
Are all really true
When within my heart I know
The magic is my love for you?
