I could be a millionaire if I had the money
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I could own a mansion
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No, I don't think I'd like that
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But I might write a song that makes you laugh
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Now, that would be funny
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And you could tell your friends in England you'd like that
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Now I've chosen aeroplanes and boats to come between us
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And a line or two on paper wouldn't go amiss
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How is Worcestershire?
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Is it still the same between us?
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Do you still use television to send you fast asleep?
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Can you last another week?
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Does the cistern still leak?
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Or have you found a man to mend it?
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Oh, and by the way, how's your broken heart?
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Is that mended too?
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I miss you, I miss you
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I really do
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I've been reading Browning
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Keats and William Wordsworth
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And they all seem to be saying the same thing for me
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Well I like the words they use, and I like the way they use them
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You know, Home Thoughts from Abroad is such a beautiful poem
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And I know how Robert Browning must have felt
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'Cause I'm feeling the same way about you
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Wondering what you're doing
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And if you need some help
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Do I still occupy your mind?
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Am I being so unkind?
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Do you find it very lonely, or have you found someone to laugh with?
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Oh, and by the way, are you laughing now?
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'Cause I'm not
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I miss you, I miss you
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I really do
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I miss you
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I really do
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Home Thoughts From Abroad
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| Rumer |
