There are things I like
And things that I adore
One thing I know for sure
I've been here before
Magic in the summer
Magic in the fall
Open up and you will see
Climb the highest high
Beyond the mountain to the sky
We're on the road to where we all belong
And all we do is carry on
There are things we make
And there's things we break
Some of them we give
Most of them we take
Magic in the summer
Magic in the fall
Open up and you will see
Climb the highest high
Beyond the mountain to the sky
We're on the road to where we all belong
And all we do is carry on