Magical

Here I go, walking home,
on a cold winter night,
and my day was just a mess.
People pretand to be strange,
always picking a fight,
going crazy from all the stress.

As I dig through my bag to hold the keys,
trying hard not to lose my nerves.
As I walk through the door,
I feel something I've never felt before.
I still don't know what it was,
just a regular noraml pose.

It feel down like the dark night,
turn off the enternity of the light,
turning my sight.
I know it something unique and gracefull – magical.
It takes my darkest times and colours it yellow,
it makes me happy, it makes me mellow.
I know it's changing me in 180 dagrees – magical.

Once again, here I go,
through the roads that I know,
and I wish I could feel it again.
There is no more doubts,
no more thoughts,
I just lost the pain.

I am going again,
in the same old road,
and the smile still on my face.
I have no fear,
I'm still here,
and I'm embraced.

It feel down like the dark night,
turn off the enternity of the light,
turning my sight.
I know it something unique and gracefull – magical.
It takes my darkest times and colours it yellow,
it makes me happy, it makes me mellow.
I know it's changing me in 180 dagrees – magical.

It feel down like the dark night,
turn off the enternity of the light,
turning my sight.
I know it something unique and gracefull – magical.
It takes my darkest times and colours it yellow,
it makes me happy, it makes me mellow.
I know it's changing me in 180 dagrees – magical.