Oh Lord of his mercy Eh ayh, eeh eeh Oh lord, hold on Seven times fall, many times rise But the wicked will stumble when calamity strike Seven times four, twenty eight strikes I'm still nursing wounds and everything will be fine When I was four started writing my rhymes Oh lord, these were magical times When we had love, and the future was bright Who doesn't miss being a child These are magical times, magical moments This fabric of life, is perfectly woven Magical times, magical moments Take me back in time, even just a minute Innocent and pure Preciously golden Is the mind of the young To climb and move mountains But as time moves on And we aging and growing Let us not loose all The spark that's been burning Magical times, magical moments This fabric of life, is perfectly woven Magical times, magical moments Take me back in time, even just a minute Magical times, magical moments This fabric of life, is perfectly woven Magical times, magical moments Take me back in time, even a minute, a minute