Climb the loft to the attic
Draw the chintz curtains down
Time for one more love song
The coolness of the fabric
Its beauty lost when I let you go
Fades like English magic

But you have left and gone
The tune is said and done
No point in looking back
And you had wept enough
And you have had enough of
The 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