Every little thing you do is magic lately 
Every single thing that you do is cool 
Every little thing you do is tragically hip 
Even when you tend to play the fool 

When you open up your tired eyes 
And take a look at whatÂ’s inside 
The mirror on your wall tells you the [bad word] 
YouÂ’re exactly where you wana be 
There is no room for streams of tears 
The sun is shining down, the clouds have cleared 

Could you be the one for me 
Could you be the one for me 
Could you be the one for me 
Could you be the one 

Could you be the one for me 
Could you be the one for me 
Could you be the one for me 
Could you be the one 

Every single thing you do is magic baby 
Every little thing that you do is cool 
Every little thing you do is fashionably hip 
Even when youÂ’re mixing greens with blues 

When you open up your pain stained eyes 
From the night before when you were high 
The smile upon your face tells you the [bad word] 
YouÂ’re exactly where you wana be 
There aint no fear of misery 
The sun is shining down, the clouds have cleared 

Could you be the one for me 
Could you be the one for me 
Could you be the one for me 
Could you be the one 

Could you be the one for me 
Could you be the one for me 
Could you be the one for me 
Could you be the one, oohhh.... 

(Could you be the one for me) 
(Could you be the one for me) 
(Could you be the one for me) 
(Could you be the one) 

Could you be the one for me 
Could you be the one for me 
Could you be the one for me 
Could you be the one