For a long time, I thought I was plain,

Not only plain, but nerdy as well.

A kind of loneliness nobody else could cure.

Now I'm a wizard, now I know.

And all I wanted was the magic things,

A wizard's kinda life.

And all I needed was a magic wand,

To summon magic light.

I went to King's Cross to get on the train,

But they didn't seem to have it there.

I had to ask a woman talking to her boys.

Turns out her boy is my new best friend.

Like a setup made by some higher ruling life.

And all I wanted was the magic things,

A wizard's kinda life.

If I had never known and lived as a muggle,

Would I be so very depressed?

Would I ever have guessed?

I never thought I'd play too good,

But now I play a new kind of sport.

I fly on a broomstick and I try to catch the snitch.

I was so good, I got a new broom.

And now all the wizarding things are just my everyday, normal life.

When'd I get used to all this craziness?

A celebretie's life.

When all I ever wanted was the magic things,

A wizard's kinda life.