I thought that i saw you
Kicking and screaming
From 10,000 miles away.
So i saw what i lost and
Watched the waves tossing
My bottles to their watery graves.
And will you come home soon, my dear?
Or will it be another long 3 years?
I thought that i saw you
But my imagination was
Playing tricks on me.
Because its not the same to
Picture your face thru
Every girl that i meet.
And will you come home soon, my dear?
Or will it be another long 3 years?
Well i thought that i heard you
Kicking and screaming
From 10,000 miles away.
And i dont feel guilty
Laying with her and
Wishing that she had your face.
So will I, see you oh again my dear?
Or will it be another long 3 years?