The Magician - Eric Roberson

Master of my craft

I make people cheer

Make things disappear

I done it for years

Illusions they call it

A simple of tricks

Cutting people in half

With tops of my.

She was a muse she beg me to show

My little secrets how I make things go

I was relocated to show her

What I meant to show you

She sees what I hide

Every night.

as I finish with my eye

All my game is revolving now there is one trick that I like

I can solve the puzzle to this disappearing act

It seems I lost my lady spark and I can give it back

Now the secrets I have I hold no more

.

she was born.

on the floor

By the tricks people love and she adores

I love to guess if she is impressed

Of heat I do best she used to be fooled

Your secrets are blessed she sees my tool

.

when I perform I swear she … front door

Every night.

as I finish with my eye

All my game is revolving now there is one trick that I like

I can solve the puzzle to this disappearing act

It seems I lost my lady spark and I can give it back

Every night.

as I finish with my eye

All my game is revolving now there is one trick that I like

I can solve the puzzle to this disappearing act

It seems I lost my lady spark and I can give it back