White Magic

Seeking that perfect gold So I could shine all the time It kinda eases my soul But that black spiral keeps coming back Under attack Panic attack Under attack I kinda lose the track Oh, white magic's gone Oh, white magic's gone Oh, white magic's gone Lalalala la lala Was lost in myself I don't recall again There's almost nothing left But serene souvenirs in vain There's nothing I could do Excepting living through There's nothing I could do The comfort of the blues Oh, white magic's gone Oh, white magic's gone Oh, white magic White magic's gone, all alone The serene souvenirs long gone White magic's gone, all alone The serene memories long gone White magic's gone all alone The serene souvenirs long gone White magic's gone, all alone The serene memories long gone White magic's gone, all alone The serene souvenirs long gone White magic's gone, all alone