The sun is rising here, but its setting there
Someone’s day is ending, and mine just beginning.
Life is sweet as I awake in the shimmer of morning rays
My heart is racing as I imagine my future day
What will I wear how will I do my hair
Everything I touch seems to turn to gold
There seems to be magic in the air.
The sun can’t rise hear unless it sets over there
My day can’t begin and never end
Morning rays soon dim and my heart breaks
What does it matter what I wear or if I do my hair
Everything I reach for is too far away
There is sorrow in the air.
The sun is setting over hear, but its rising over there
My day is ending, and someone else’s is just beginning
Life is bitter sweet as I fall asleep with the last ray of light
My heart is aching as I remember that day in my life
Where will I go now what will I do
Everything means nothing without you
There’s no more magic in the air.
Someone’s day is ending, and mine just beginning.
Life is sweet as I awake in the shimmer of morning rays
My heart is racing as I imagine my future day
What will I wear how will I do my hair
Everything I touch seems to turn to gold
There seems to be magic in the air.
The sun can’t rise hear unless it sets over there
My day can’t begin and never end
Morning rays soon dim and my heart breaks
What does it matter what I wear or if I do my hair
Everything I reach for is too far away
There is sorrow in the air.
The sun is setting over hear, but its rising over there
My day is ending, and someone else’s is just beginning
Life is bitter sweet as I fall asleep with the last ray of light
My heart is aching as I remember that day in my life
Where will I go now what will I do
Everything means nothing without you
There’s no more magic in the air.
No More Magic In The Air
by Cynthia Davis
by Cynthia Davis
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