I Believe In Magic

I believe in magic, why don't you?
Believing's not so tragic when words are few
Take a bird and cut off both its wings
Make a stew of rabbit and other things

But I've got something I keep to myself
I've got something I keep to myself
I've got something I keep to myself
And I'm not gonna tell you what it is

I sleep on a moonbeam, try your luck
Find yourself a treasurelike comic book
Liquid deep in movies, bring back the crowds
Fly to destinations, be on your clouds

But I've got something I keep to myself
I've got something I keep to myself
I've got something I keep to myself
And I'm not gonna tell you what it is
No, I'm not gonna tell you what it is
No, I'm not gonna tеll you what it is

But I've got something I keep to myself
I'vе got something I keep to myself
I've got something I keep to myself
And I'm not gonna tell you what it is
No, I'm not gonna tell you what it is
No, I'm not gonna tell you what it is