Verse: Hate on caution wind. ’Neath bleeding sky I called your name. There was no one there and in the cold and snow. I saw your face. And we sang a song for the little thing. Magic comes with the joy you bring. Running it down the line. Wish you could find that love is a fragile thing. Magic comes from a pretty thing. Maybe it might be time. For a better day. x3 Verse:            Stray from the path of love. In the rule of life I tumbled forth.   But I know I know When I lean strong.   I saw your face. And we sang a song for the little thing. Magic comes with the joy you bring. Running it down the line. Wish you could find that love is a fragile thing. Magic comes from a pretty thing. Maybe it might be time. For a better day. x3