English Magic

Climb the loft to the attic Draw the chintz curtains down Time for one more love song The coolness of the fabric It beauty lost when I let you go It fades like English magic But you have left and gone The tune is said and done No point in looking back You had wept enough And you have had enough Whims of English magic The mirrors are still standing In the halls where you left your bags And asked to come collect them The photos still remind us Of those sunny times forgotten now Collecting dust where we left them And you have left and gone The tune is left unsung Funny, yet, so tragic But you had wept enough And you've read all the books I have on English magic