Magic

There is still magic in the world,
Reality is proof of that,
But if you need more convincing,
Listen to the day I had:

In the morning I wished I had something,
By the afternoon, I found it in the garbage,
And by the time the set, I had lost it.
Now listen to the same day my love had:

In the morning she heard me complain,
By the afternoon she saw garbage on my head,
And her dreams came true by the time the sun had set.
And this is just how both our lives have been led.

And it's alright,
If you think this isn't magic, but coincidence.
I also believe magic is a commodity,
So you not wanting it is in my benefit.