Its Magic - Dick Haymes

You sigh, the song begins, you speak and I hear violins
It's magic
The stars desert the skies and rush to nestle in your eyes
It's magic

Without a golden wand or mystic charms
Fantastic things begin when I am in your arms

When we walk hand-in-hand, the world becomes a wonderland
It's magic
How else can I explain those rainbows when there isn't rain?
It's magic

 Why do I tell me myself these things that happen are all really true
 When in my heart I know the magic is my love for you?

It's magic
It's magic

 Why do I tell me myself these things that happen are all really true
 When in my heart I know the magic is my love for you?