If there were witchcraft I'd make two wishes I'd wish that you were coming back to me And then I'd wish for a blazing fireside And you beside me as we used to be But in this real world there is no witchcraft No magic spell to put my heart at ease My lonely daydreams must be the magic To bring me back those happy memories My lonely daydreams must be the magic To bring me back those happy memories Memories have waited constant And true memories I cherish, my dear, of you