In the land of you
Everything is oh so different
I ask for your joy
But you have nothing left
Childhood life still surrounds us everywhere
We are taped in these ugly buildings
I pretend we're living
Somewhere else
Every time I try I find my long lost youth
Your a magic mystery man, you make me feel so new
Magic, Magic
That is what I call you
Magic, oh you’re my
Magic...
That is what I call you
In the land of you
Everything feels broken
You ask for my joy
But I have nothing left
Bitter taste when I feel your honey
One day I'll have some fame and money
We won't break hand in hand in our
Romantic dreams
Every time we touch I find an unknown truth
Your a magic mystery man, you help me when i'm blue
Magic, that is what I call you…
You’re a language I don’t understand
Will you even let me be part of your land
Will I ever learn your magic spell
I always seem to try
It always seems to fail
Magic, that is what I call you…
