Il testo della Your magic

Do you need a space to move and show it
On the black sheet of paper burning
The bright letters that will last
The sore of yours that now is mine

Do you need a trace to see and follow
Like a bird in the sky to fly encircling
The true words spoken and sung
A bliss of yours that now is mine.

I never walked alone...
You, you grabbed mu hand and ran forever.