Beware the magician.
He appears in a puff of smoke,
And he sweeps you off your feet in levitation.
Take care, the magician
Will leave you hanging in midair,
If you dare to let him steer the conversation.

I don't believe in magic, but somehow he could
Suspend my disbelief until I'd only see the good.

You will defend the magician
And his vanishing routine,
And he will let you draw your own conclusion.
You will pretend the magician
Is just a harmless bit of fun,
And he will draw you in to his illusion.

I don't believe in magic, but somehow he could
Suspend my disbelief until I'd only see the good.

Beware the magician.
He appears in a puff of smoke,
And he sweeps you off your feet in levitation.
Take care, the magician
Will leave you hanging in midair;
He will disappear with zero hesitation.
I tried to resist him.
I tried not to play the game
With the sets and props and costumes that surround him.
Inside the magician
Hides a person with a name.
What a shame that I can't say I ever found him.

I don't believe in magic, but somehow he could
Suspend my disbelief until I'd only see the good.
I don't believe in magic, but somehow he could
Suspend my disbelief until I'd only see the good.