Spiritual

Magic, or one, or mystery

All of you trying to work on me

I would surrender myself

Holy how, and heaven high

You will open up my heart

And I'm finally here



This is spiritual, under your spell

For not me no, the way you make me feel

Like an angel, oh, at blow

Like a feather, you make me float



Love you crazy kite on your left

Lost in sweet ectasy

Under nirvana finally



Magic, or one, or mystery

All of you trying to work on me

I would surrender myself

Holy how, and heaven high

You will open up my heart

And I'm finally here