I’ve imagined this day
A hundred times.
When he finally comes
Home.
He steps off the ship
Dressed in whites.
He smiles at me,
And I dab at my eyes.
He runs in slow motion.
I’m running too.
We crash into each other.
There are people around us,
But we’ve not got a clue.
We smother each other
In love.
His lips find mine.
He steps off the ship
Dressed in his whites,
And holds me tight
For the rest of his life.
Now he’s finally home, but
It’s more bitter than sweet.
They hand me a flag.
21 guns startle me.
A hundred times
I’ve imagined this day,
But I never thought
It would end this way.
A hundred times.
When he finally comes
Home.
He steps off the ship
Dressed in whites.
He smiles at me,
And I dab at my eyes.
He runs in slow motion.
I’m running too.
We crash into each other.
There are people around us,
But we’ve not got a clue.
We smother each other
In love.
His lips find mine.
He steps off the ship
Dressed in his whites,
And holds me tight
For the rest of his life.
Now he’s finally home, but
It’s more bitter than sweet.
They hand me a flag.
21 guns startle me.
A hundred times
I’ve imagined this day,
But I never thought
It would end this way.