A hand dipped in moonlight
Is worth a bush full of birds
Sometimes we call upon ourselves
Whoever said that there was only one answer
Wishing all your dreams away
Throwing all your gold down a well
Hanging around in the parallel axis of time
Spinning around on a dusty trip tonight
Wishing you had the magic inside
It was there from the start where did you hide it
Where did it go
Nowhere left to look
As it's drifting away
Hiding inside for another day