Even if you had a clue, you would never have the guts
..Everybody's gone
They left the television screaming that the radio's on
Someone stole my shoes
But there's a couple of bananas
And a bottle of booze
Oh well, happy new year's baby!
We could probably fix it if we clean it up all day
Or we could simply pack our bags
And catch a plane to Barcelona 'cause this city's a drag
I may take a holiday in Spain
Leave my wings behind me
Flush my worries down the drain
And fly away to somewhere new
Take a holiday in Spain
Leave my wings behind me
Drive this little [boy] insane
Fly away to someone new
Fly away to someone new
Fly away to someone new
And in the end, all the magic dies
The well dries up and life flies by..
I dont write this to make you care.
I write it because... Magic shouldn't have to leave.
It should be around forever.
Pixies die without magic....
Magic?