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Belgium
January 8, 2008
(correct me if i'm wrong;-))
You practiced your magic
And she founds it fantastic
She looked with big eyes to you
Amazed by what you do
But magic doesn’t last for long
Suddenly you don’t look so strong
She opened her big eyes
She saw you without disguise
She forgot all the magic
And she founds it more fantastic
Her big eyes looked in your heart
As if they were looking to art
Magic doesn’t mean a thing
When she can hear your heart sing
Her big eyes think your great
And eyes won’t make a mistake
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