Something at the edge of the mind,
You don’t know what it is.
Something you were hoping to find,
And you’re not sure what it is.
When you hear the music,
It all comes crystal clear.
Music does the talking,
So does the things you wanna hear.
(CHORUS:)
I’m young, and while that I’m free,
I’ve got the magic power of the music in me.
I’m young, and while that I’m free,
I’ve got the magic power of the music in me.
She climbs into bed and pulls the covers over her head,
And she turns the radio on.
She’s had a rotten day,
So she hopes the DJ’s gonna play,
Here favorite song.
It makes her feel much better,
Brings her closer to her dreams.
Then the magic power,
Makes it closer than it seems.
(CHORUS)
She’s young now,
She’s worn out, and she wants to be free,
She’s got the magic power of the music from me.
She’s young now,
She’s worn out, and she wants to be free,
She’s got the magic power of the music from me.
We’re thinking it over,
But we just can’t sort it out.
Do you want someone to tell you?
What they think it’s all about.
Are you the one and only,
Sad and lonely reaching for the top.
The music keeps you going and it’s never gonna stop,
Never gonna stop.