Presto

If I could wave my magic wand... 



I am made from the dust of the stars 

And the oceans flow in my veins 

Here I hide in the heart of the city 



The evening plane rises up from the runway 

Over constellations of light 

I look down into a million houses 

And wonder what you're doing tonight 



If I could wave my magic wand 

I'd make everything all right 



I'm not one to believe in magic 

But I sometimes have a second-sight 

I'm not one with a sense of proportion 

When my heart still changes overnight 



I had a dream of a winter garden 

A midnight rendezvous 

Silver, blue, and frozen silence 

What a fool I was for you 



I had a dream of the open water 

I was swimming away out to sea 

So deep I could never touch bottom 

What a fool I used to be 



If I could wave my magic wand 

I'd set everybody free 



I'm not one to believe in magic 

Though my memory has a second-sight 

I'm not one to go pointing my finger 

When I radiate more heat than light 



Don't ask me 

I'm just improvising 

My illusion of careless flight 

Can't you see 

My temperature's rising 

I radiate more heat than light 



Don't ask me 

I'm just sympathizing 

My illusions a harmless flight 

Can't you see 

My temperature's rising 

I radiate more heat than light