White Magic - Mustasch

I believe that white is clean

Itґs all there in what you dream

And what we saw ainґt magic seeds at all

Truth is bold and good is gold

The only thing that Iґve been told

And what we hold is closer to the fall

White Magic

Catch the mystery, catch the myth

Try to figure out why we stand tall

What you see is what you need

Is why we bleed thereґs nothing more at all

White Magic