Ja, det gikk bra…
  
  An English House
  Could never be warm
  When autumn has waned
  And winter is born
  
  Single-glazed windows
  Won’t keep the draft
  Away for long
  
  Watching birds
  And aeroplanes
  Crossing the sky
  And out of my frame
  
  Evening sounds
  From Hauntsie Lane
  To which I am drawn
  Mmmm…
  
  An English House
  Could never be warm
  When autumn has waned
  And winter is born
  
  Single-glazed windows
  Won’t keep the draft
  Away for long