The Magic Touch

Theres something about your smile
 I swear that it makes me weak
 And when i'm close to you
 I find that it's hard to speak
 I act like a child of six
 And i guess that it shows to well
 That you got the magic touch
 And i'm caught in your spell
 You never convinced me that
 I'd be great but of petite size
 But something happens when i look into your eyes
 I try to defend myself but to late that i finally see
 You've got the magic touch
 And you cast your spell on me
 Yeah
 Yeah - they call it magic baby
 Yeah
 Yeah - it's more like tragic baby
 Will i surrender to this fate?
 Is there no sidedoors to escape
 That look that you wear so well
 Is enough to make me melt
 I suddenly find myself in things i've never felt
 No use in denying when a child can clearly tell
 That you got the magic touch
 And i'm caught in your spell
 Yeah
 Yeah - they call it magic baby
 Yeah
 Yeah - it's more like tragic baby