Magic always did exist,
We were just too blind to see it.
Magic has been everywhere,
We were just too busy to look.
And believe my dear,
There's magic in you too,
But you've got to awaken it,
That little fae that is in you.
There's magic in every child,
Every little girl and boy.
That child who daydreams,
And is always lost in thoughts,
That child who seems too carefree,
Too fearless and wild.
There's magic in every artist,
Who represents themselves in art.
Every painter, poet and every writer.
Who has people hooked for them.
There magic in nature around,
Little butterflies and little birds.
Flowers that bathe in sun,
Animal so fearless and carefree.
There's magic in me too,
Not the kind you've seen or read.
But the magic of love,
Of passion, of hope.