Love is the magician that pulls man out of his own hat.
Love is the magician that pulls man out of his own hat.
Love is the magician that pulls man out of his own hat.
Love is the magician that pulls man out of his own hat.
Love is the magician that pulls man out of his own hat.
Love is the magician that pulls man out of his own hat.
Love is the magician that pulls man out of his own hat.
Love is the magician that pulls man out of his own hat.
Love is the magician that pulls man out of his own hat.
Time is a circus always packing up and moving away.
Love is the magician that pulls man out of his own hat.
What better is there to sigh for than happiness, yesterday’s or tomorrow’s.
Time is a circus, always packing up and moving away.