Music weaves its own magic

Listenin' to Bonnie Raitt

a coffee cup in hand

makes me remember times gone by...

A new ray of sunshine at the end of tunnel ,

I can see

My lifes goin in the right direction,

I believe.

Ohh the magic continues

the angel's singing angel from Montgomery

I can picture myself in a carousel

feeling so oh .. so merry.

really its not about the sorrows in life

it just defines it so

but its these moments that one treasures

or atleast I think so

the songs finished and my coffee's gone

here, I shall call it a day

here I lay to rest

coz I have nothing more to say.