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Its a kind of magic, its a kind of magic, its a kind of magic
One Adream, one soul, one B9prize, one goal One Dmaj7golden glance, ofA what should be (its a kind of magic) One shaft of light that B9shows the way, no Dmaj7mortal man can Awin this day. The bell that rings iB9nside your mind, is cDmaj7hallenging the Adoors of time The F#mi7waiting seems Deternity here, the F#mi7day will dawn, on Esanity Is Dthis a kind of Amagic, (its a kind of magic), there Dcan be only Aone This Erage that Glasts a Dthousand years will soon be Egone This Aflame that burns inB9side of me, Im Dmaj7hearing secret Aharmonies The bell that rings insiB9de your mind, is Dmaj7challening the Adoors of time
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This Erage that Glasts a Dthousand years will soon be Edone This Dis a kind of Amagic, there Dcan be only Aone This Erage that Glasts a Dthousand years, will soon be E11doneE7
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