Magic

The Moody Blues · Keys Of The Kingdom [1991]

When I look into your eye

I can't see why

There's no refection of me.

When I look in your heart

Let it be the start

Work your magic on me.

When I look into your eye

I can't see why

It's still a mystery to me

When I ask you to look inside and tell me why

Nothing can change what will be.



Baby, work your magic on me,

Baby, work your magic on me,

I'm in a state of permanent confusion

Without your love,

Without your love,

Baby, work your magic on me,



When I look in your mind

Is there a reason why

It's all an illusion to me.

I was lost in the game

That only two can play

When you work your magic on me.



Baby, work your magic on me,

Baby, work your magic on me,

I'm in a state of permanent confusion

Without your love,

Without your love,

Baby, work your magic on me,



What kind of love is this you're talking about?

It's got no reason, no easy way out.

What kind of love has got a hold on me?

What kind of love?

What kind of love?

What kind of love?

Baby, work your magic on me.



There's no reflection of me.

I should have known it from the start

That you would steal my heart

If you work all your magic on me.



Baby, work your magic on me,

Baby, work your magic on me,

I'm in a state of permanent confusion

Without your love,

Without your love,

I know I want to be with you tonight.

Baby, work your magic on me,