Is it you, or is it just the light? (Mm!)
Gold goes soft and nothing's black or white
Mirage hour, I blink — you're still there (Ah!)
Maybe magic's just a way to care

The skyline wobbles like a coin that's spinning
Windows blush, and pink is winning
Somebody's laugh turns into colored glass
Hold it to your eye and watch the evening pass

Heat on the horizon, honey on the rail
Every outline melting in the pale

Mi-ra-ge (Ooh!) mi-ra-ge (Ah!)

If it's a trick, I'll buy the magician a drink
Real or not, I like the way I think
Lemon in my glass and a little star in the ice
If this is a dream, I'd like another slice

Pinch me gently, then dance with me

Is it you, or is it just the light? (Mm!)
Gold goes warm, and everything's alright
Mirage hour, I blink — you're still here (Ah!)
Maybe magic's real when you are near