Was it you who spoke the words that things would happen but not to me, Oh things are gonna happen naturally, Oh taking your advice I'm looking on the bright side, And balancing the whole thing, But often times those words get tangled up in lines, And the bright lights turn to night, Until the dawn it brings another day to sing about the magic that was you and me.... Cause you and I both loved, What you and I spoke of, And others just read of, Others only read of the love, the love that I love.