Magic
There is something about this time of year
And somehow a magic fills the air
There is something about this time of year
That draws us back to love
I remember as a child thinking everything was magic
I guess I was sheltered, for I knew of nothing tragic
It came as such a shock when reality sunk in
To know so many people live with so much suffering
We learn as we grow how to deny and hide
But that's not the way to make life a good ride
Our friendships and loves are places we can share
That's how we make kindness more common than rare
There is something about this time of year
And somehow a magic fills the air
There is something about this time of year
That draws us back to love
Oh, won't we find
It's better to be kind
'Til the tyrants tremble
When our hearts assemble
When our love comes together
In community
I celebrate this season that shifts our understanding
Of who our neighbor is, keeps our circles expanding
But why should we save such loveliness for one day
Let's fill the whole year with songs that truly say
There is something about this time of year
And somehow a magic fills the air
There is something about this time of year
That draws us back to love
Writer/s: Stan Stewart
