Cruel Magic

Let's play the guitar 
Let's tap our feet 
Let's sing of love 
To make us all weep 

Let's fill up our hearts 
And empty our minds 
Give ourselves to the music 
And dance outside Time 

Let's sway our bodies 
Like the wind bends the trees 
Let's sing this melody 
To cure our disease 

Ah, sweet magic 
Ah, this sweet, cruel magic 

Let's fly through perfumed dreams 
On a tapestry of lovers' words 
From the first burning kiss 
To the loss and the hurt 

Here, the ladies wear their dresses tight 
The men, their peacock suits 
The moon comes out every night 
In a sky of midnight blue 

We, who have loved 
We, who have been loved 
Ah, this sweet, cruel magic 
We did it all for Love