Music is the magic that makes it happen
The dream is the gift
I've only got one chance on this trip
To sing my song learned long ago
In some lonely room
This is all in a whimsical theme
I learned as a child on the grass
Music is the the magic that makes it happen
The dream is the gift
Inside reflecting everything
Outside smiling silently.
Alive in a music box
Dying in a broken dream
I shall turn into a melodic melody
Music is the magic that makes it happen
The dream is the gift
Josalisa in a Riot...or something like it.
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