A Lot Like Magic

Well I met a man and he gave me advice
I didn't wanted it at first, then II said alright
He said, you live each day like the very last one
So I took that line and I wrote this song
He said

It's all in the air
It's a lot like magic
We make due with the best that we have
You sit still or you roam and
Some things bound to happen
So I just shook his hand
Forgot about my plan.

So I rode my bike up to Sycamore Hill
I thought hard, I thought long
on the right way to live
I had a lot of fun with a long legged girl
And we threw our arms round this hum drum world.

It's all in the air,
It's a lot, lot of magic,
We make due with the best that we have.
You sit still or you roam and
Some things bound to happen
Forget about those plans
The future's here at last

Well, the days turn to months
and the months into years
My children have grown and I'm still standing here
I still live each day like the very last one
I'll rise with the birds and set with the sun

it's all in the air,
It's a lot like magic
We make due with the best that we have.
You sit still or you roam and
Some things bound to happen
Forget about those plans
Forget about those plans