Some call it magic 
Some call it a curse 
But I won’t be there 
It’s not like I vanish 
When you are … 
But I won’t be there 

I’m like a flower that never opened up 
I’ll never blossom and learn how to fully love 

I give as much as I possibly can 
But I won’t be there 

If this new genie knew some magic 
He would disappear 
But I won’t be there