what? left to discover
by now i?e seen it all
live the same day over and over
the world? become so small
slipping by the second
deeper into gray
until i look into your eyes
until you say my name - never the same
under your spell - you mystify me
after the world runs out of magic give me something to believe
i? under your spell ?you mystify me
after the world gives up on magic you
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