Magic, or one, or mystery
All of you trying to work on me
I would surrender myself

Holy how, and heaven high
You will open up my heart
And I'm finally here


This is spiritual, under your spell
For not me no, the way you make me feel

Like an angel, oh, at blow
Like a feather, you make me float


Love you crazy kite on your left
Lost in sweet ectasy
Under nirvana finally


Magic, or one, or mystery
All of you trying to work on me

I would surrender myself
Holy how, and heaven high
You will open up my heart

And I'm finally here