Magic

Hey John

I could use your advice

Put my troubled mind at ease

But your dust don't speak

To me anymore

Sometimes the magic works

Sometimes it don't

Sometimes you're always sinking

Sometimes you float

John

Tell me what would you do

And how you make it through

But I know your dust can't speak

To me anymore

Hey John

Tell me what to do

I need someone to talk to

But I know I just can't speak

To you anymore