This world will try to drain your dreams; This world will try to find your seams, And pull 'till your hopes turn to screams; This world will try to take you apart; This world will try to break your heart.
And when you're as low as you can possibly be, When you feel you're too weak to ever be free; When the light of hope is too far to see, This world will try and convince you of something tragic: That there's no such thing as magic.
The world is wrong. Magic exists in a natural smile; Magic exists when it was worth every trial; Magic exists when one falls in love; Magic exists in each and every dove. Magic exists between the pages of a book; Magic exists ¬¬-- you've only to look.