How could you not see
It wasn't them who were extraordinary It was you! It was you who lived and thrived with the fire of a thousand suns, Even on your darkest days It was you whose heart chose to see the best in people, Even the horrid, monstrous ones It was you all along...
Even when the hearts you met were cold.. It was you whose very bones were painted golden with kindness,
THE MAGIC was always YOU!
It wasn't them who were extraordinary It was you! It was you who lived and thrived with the fire of a thousand suns, Even on your darkest days It was you whose heart chose to see the best in people, Even the horrid, monstrous ones It was you all along...
Even when the hearts you met were cold.. It was you whose very bones were painted golden with kindness,
THE MAGIC was always YOU!