Stackridge - Teatime lyrics

Goodbye the fire has stopped burning The bellows lie dead in the road. Goodbye the mill has stopped turning, The Miller has changed to a toad. Goodbye the journey was topping, We saw all we wanted to see, I really don't think I'll be stopping, I think I'll go home and have tea. Goodbye the stream has stopped flowing, The big sun has parched all the pools, Goodbye the dream has stopped growing, A fantasy surely for fools. Goodbye the journey was topping, We saw all we wanted to see, I really don't think I'll be stopping, I think I'll go home and have tea.