Magica - Tonight

I look up to the sky The wind plays with my hair And tells me beware I turn and wonder why There are no birds in the air Something is there Tonight… I wonder if I should run away What charm or spell would matter? I hope to find a way, to make it through A word that clouds can scatter Dark veils are gliding No there’s no time to stare You’d better go inside and hide between the sheets You all can feel it There’s something in the air It’s magic on the streets Tonight there are wicked voices, whispering my name They are now weighing all the choices I took in this game Tonight you should run away Tonight… I’m waiting, the moon is frozen still My heart is beating fast I’ll crawl under my bed, to stay unseen I’m hoping this won’t last Tonight there are wicked voices, whispering my name They are now weighing all the choices I took in this game Tonight you should run away Tonight… Tonight you should run away Tonight…