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