In The Musicals - Björk

Why do I love it so much?

What kind of magic is this?

How come I can’t help adore it?

It’s just another musical

No one minds it at all

If I’m having a ball

This is a musical

And there’s always someone

To catch me

There’s always someone to catch me

There’s always someone to catch me

There’s always someone to catch me

When you fall

Why do I love you so much?

What kind of magic is this?

How come I can’t help adore you?

You were in a musical

I don’t mind it at all

If I’m having a ball

This is a musical!

And you were always there

To catch me

You were always there to catch me

You were always there to catch me

You were always there to catch me

When I fall…

I don’t mind it at all

If you’re having a ball

This is a musical!

And I will always be there to catch you

I’ll always be there to catch you

I’ll always be there to catch you

I’ll always be there to catch you

I’ll always be there to catch you

You were always there to catch me

And there’s always someone

To catch me

You will always be there to catch me

You were always there to catch me

When I’d fall…