She said while stepping onto her train home
But my memory may also be a wish
She picked up the accent fast
Which caused a certain good impression
I closed my eyes and imagined our first kiss
But my memory may also be a wish
A wish
I snuck into her bedroom once
And stole one of the books she'd brought there
The Dennis Wheatley library of the occult
She acted like she knew what I did
While we walked with my little cousins
And then I thought she might be a real witch
But my memory may also be a wish
A wish

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