Maybe They're Magic

If you know what you want
Then you go and you find it
And you get it

Home
Do we want a child or not?

And you give and you take
And you bid and you bargain
Or you live to regret it
Will you please go home?

There are rights and wrongs and in-betweens
No one waits when fortune intervenes
And maybe they're really magic
Who knows?

Why you do what you do
That's the point
All the rest of it is chatter
Look at her, she's crying

If the thing you do is pure in intent
If it's meant and it's just a little bent
Does it matter?
Yes

No, what matters is that everyone tells tiny lies
What's important, really, is the size
What?

Only three more tries and we'll have our prize
When the end's in sight you'll realize
If the end is right it justifies
The beans