Jon Anderson Christie
Christie, don't ever listen To the words they say You wouldn't have to change, your ways Talking to my Christie Bad times, you felt so helpless They were so unkind But now I know that you, are mine Talking to my Christie Magic, just the way you look at me But you don't see Shadows, closing in On love's memory Sunset, just as the Sun goes down The moon has met You only have to turn your head Talking to my Christie Magic, just the way you look at me But you don't see Shadows, closing in On love's memory Sunset, just as the Sun goes down The moon has met You only have to turn your head Talking to my Christie