I don't want to be the last To take the floor and be heard I've got something Very peculiar to say Every corner I turn everyday Comes alive with my imaginary shapes Bodies, hands that I will never shake Yes, I believe in the magic of things You'd tell at first glance I'm not an ordinary man I've got memories Of lives I can't wait to spend Every night I could sail to the sea And watch the seahorse race drinking black tea A five-leaf clover, it's what I'm just feeling So yes, I believe in the magic of things Here's a ticket for a Pindaric flight Are you so much brave to spare me some time? I'll sing you something that sounds like a line Stay here and believe in the magic of things.