Woorden: Cat Stevens. Numbers. Majik of Majiks.

What kind of power?
What kind of demon is this?
Who kicks me out in shame
With every word he says

What kind of majik of majiks?

What kind of war is this?
That I can't fight no more
That leaves me weaponless
And nails me to the floor

What kind of power, of powers?

What kind of man
Can make me turn and see?
The way I really am
Oh tell me who, oh who?

Where have my brothers gone?
Why I don't see them about?
They're all around him now
And keeping me out

What kind of madness, of, of madness?

"Go on and let him in, he's only asking for
A simple job to do and nothing more", they said
But looking back I see this stranger had the key
To any door he wished, with his eyes I say

What kind of majiks, of majiks?

What kind of man
Can make me turn and see?
The way I really am
Oh tell me who, oh who?

"Go on and let him in, he's only asking for
A simple job to do and nothing more", they said
"Go on and let him in", yeah, yeah

"Go on and let him in, he's only asking for
A simple job to do and nothing more"
But looking back I see this stranger had the key
To any door