Hate, on caution wind
Neath bleeding sky, I called your name
There was no one there, and in the cold and snow
I saw your face
And we sang a song for the little thing
Magic comes with the joy you bring
Running it down the line
Wish you could find that love is a fragile thing
Magic comes from a pretty thing
Maybe it might be time
For a better day
For a better day
For a better day
Stray, from the path of love
In the rule of life, I tumbled forth
But I know, I know, when I lean strong
I saw your face
And we sang a song for the little thing
Magic comes with the joy you bring
Running it down the line
Wish you could find that love is a fragile thing
Magic comes from a pretty thing
Maybe it might be time
For a better day
For a better day
For a better day
And we sang a song for the little thing
Magic comes with the joy you bring
Running it down the line
Wish you could find that love is a fragile thing
Magic comes from a pretty thing
Maybe it might be time
For a better day
