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I have to go. I have a date.

Theres a magic in the air

There's a magic in the air.

I recall a day like this.
When we were children.
picking at the petals.
"She loves me, She loves me not."
We'd rummage through the clovers
and compete, to see would find the four leaves first.
We'd lay in the grass
and come up with our next expedition.
I'd take you to the park
and find you the perfect swing.
Each day we'd take our imaginary road to nowhere
Somewhere free and easy.
Somewhere where the devil may care.
Where you and me could be careless, rash, and unconcerned.
At night we'd sit and talk
We'd give our blessing to everyone we knew.
And count the stars as the wind blew..
We'd count then lose it then count again
'Till we fell asleep on the forest floor.
Now I see you
Through the smell and smoke of cigarettes
How did this happen?
We're still free and careless
But it's not the same.
Let's rewind.
Some day Some way
We'll listen to it again.
You and me. Just one more time.
Please.
Don't let the seasons pass you by.