I DO NOT own this song.. It's by Sting and called Every Little Thing Is Magic... And this takes place before Cole became the Source... *Sniffle, sniffle* To make it interesting, let's set it right before Black as Cole. That way he still has powers... And warning: It's really sappy..

Every Little Thing She Does Is Magic

Though I've tried before to tell her

Of the feelings I have for her in my heart

Every time that I come near her

I just lose my nerve

As I've done from the start

God.. That sounded so much like Phoebe. Every moment I got near her, I lost my train of thought. Even when I was a demon trying to kill her, she made me.. human inside. She never knew what she did to me. I have a feeling she still doesn't. How could she? I never talk about me in any way- past or present. Though I know I've thought about both. And even thought about the future. But you'll see about that later on...

Every little thing she does is magic

Everything she do just turns me on

Even though my life before was tragic

Now I know my love for her goes on

Every little bit of that was true. She was so magical.. Even without her.. charmingness. She was so perfect that I could swear she was an angel. She had to be. How else could she be so forgiving towards my past? I have done so many bad things. I have been... a nightmare to so many people. I don't think that I deserve her forgiveness. She's too perfect for me to even dream about.

Do I have to tell the story

Of a thousand rainy days since we first met

It's a big enough umbrella

But it's always me that ends up getting wet

Every little thing she does is magic

Everything she do just turns me on

Even though my life before was tragic

Now I know my love for her goes on

Sacrifices. I always do whatever you need me to or want me to so that we can be together. I would do anything and give everything just to be with you. God, Phoebe. Nothing I say or do could express everything that you have given me. And now I am sounding like some sappy love song. Maybe I could get a job at Halmark?

The point is that I love you and never want to leave you.

I resolve to call her up a thousand times a day

And ask her if she'll marry me in some old fashioned way

But my silent fears have gripped me

Long before I reach the phone

Long before my tongue has tripped me

Must I always be alone?

Well, I will one day ask you to marry me. Maybe when you least expect it.

Every little thing she does is magic

Everything she do just turns me on

Even though my life before was tragic

Now I know my love for her goes on

And on and one and on... I will never stop loving you, Phoebe. I will always need you.