Classic Poem

Wise men all have come to this conclusion,
Magic is a fanciful delusion
But with them I can't agree,
For anyone can plainly see
You could put their notions in confusion.

REFRAIN

For there is magic in the air
When you're around,
In you a vision fair
I know I've found.
Your charm is so appealing,
It sets my mind a-reeling,
And makes my heart begin to jump and bound.
Of gloom I'm not aware
When you're around.
I lose my very care
Whene'er you're near, dear.
It's clear, dear,
There's magic in the air.