Love is a quicksilver word; though you see plainly where it is, you have only to put your finger on it to find that it is not there but someplace else. ↗
When people start to write articles about what might be wrong with the 'Today' show you know where you should point the finger, point it at me because I have been there the longest. And it's my responsibility. ↗
That old black magic has me in its spell, That old black magic that you weave so well; Icy fingers up and down my spine, The same old witchcraft when your eyes meet mine. ↗