Magic is a Child کے بول

At the time I was a little boy All my senses were in bloom The forests were adventure There dwelt the legends of my mind I was the keeper of the golden key I made all the rules I only had to dream to create the scene Magic is a child Imagination is alive Magic is imagination A child is alive How the trees were so high The cheese in the sky Were part of my imagination I was goblins and elves With small mushroom shelves As Brothers Grimm would tell their stories Opening my eyes in the morning I would see Patterns in the trees making shapes that were a Face to me In those tireless times And those carefree lines That we draw ourselves But they're never kept I know magic is a child Imagination is alive Magic is imagination A child is alive Magic is a child Imagination is alive Magic is a child Alive as a child's imagination