Dancing Where The Fairies Dwell

Dancing Where The Fairies Dwell

By Paul McCann

I’ve still got a chance just as long as you’re here

for a dance with the daisies at dawn ,

when the dewdrops fall,  it makes no sense at all ,

to wonder where the magic has  gone

Don't delay a new days coming our way

but the dusk  still  has all her demands ,

she’ll be chasing the daylight from the twilight

as the music of the night commands  .

Well the first dance belongs to the debutantes

where all the fairies of dell come from

and  all  through the night the diamonds will shine

in the sky until the light of the dawn .

Dewdrops are waiting delicately poised

as the night is drawing to a close

and in the  dazzling light of a new day

the magic has gone where nobody knows .

Dancing where the fairies dwell

and all of the gypsies will be tipsy on their toes ,

so tell me where does all the magic go ,

sure nobody knows and on the wind blows  .

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