Magic In The Man 12 Chairs
(Sandra)
His brand of make believe
Convinces me it's real
If only life were like
The way he makes me feel
Is he difficult? One could argue
There's a challenge in every day
Do you think I don't understand him?
Are you listening when I say

He's a thoroughbred in the stable
When he outta be on the track
Let him run with a trumped up fable
Because he always will circle back
Sometimes he's like a tank full of laughing gas
Sometimes he's like a pain in the ass

But there is magic in the man
Foolish magic in the man
And you no doubt are not about to break the spell
When there is magic in a man
Pay attention if you can
Maybe you will do just half as well
He's a man with a taste for grandeur
Let's allow him to improvise
Give him only a moment
And your he's shared in a noble prize
Sometimes he bends the truth with a wrecking ball
Sometimes he's bored with folks who think small

I call it magic in the man
All the ways he's better than
But all you see is him and me with miles to go
If you saw magic in the man
Rather than a battle plan
You might be glad that he's the dad you know

His brand of make believe
Convinces me it's real
If only life were like
The way he makes me feel
Not nearly entertainment
On a non-stop flight
What makes you sure you're so right?

There is magic in the man
Foolish magic in the man
And you no doubt are not about to break the spell
But there is magic in the man
Maddening magic in the man
But I worry, son, that he's begun to fall apart
Without the magic and the man
I'm right back where I begin
A frightened girl with just a broken heart
So even if it's quick
Just learn one little trick
And try to make the magic start