I hear your favorite music in the air,

And right away I know you're there.

You always pick a time,

Just when I think that my mind..

Is clear.....you reappear.

And once again Im in you power,

And it's too late to run.

You've got me thinking one slow dance,

Is worth the chance.

And that old blue magic,

Still works like a charm.

Its as if you never even left,

My aching arms.

You put a spell on me,

I guess I'll always be...

Hypnotized..

By that blue magic in your eyes.



            Always your

                  Princess