Home Thoughts from Abroad

I could be a millionaire
if I had the money
I could own a
mansion, no I don't
think I'd like that
But I might write a song
that makes you laugh,
now that would be funny
And you could tell
your friends in England,
you'd like that
But now I've chosen
aeroplanes and boats
to come between us
And a line or two on
paper wouldn't go amiss

How is Worcestershire?
Is it still the
same between us?
Do you still use
television to send you
fast asleep?
Can you last another
week? Does the cistern
still leak?
Or have you found
a man to mend it?
Oh, and by the way,
how's your broken heart?

Is that mended too?
I miss you
I miss you, I really do

I've been reading
Browning, Keats and
William Wordsworth
And they all seem
to be saying the same
thing for me
Well I like the words
they use, and I like the
way they use them
You know, Home
Thoughts From Abroad is
such a beautiful poem
And I know how
Robert Browning must
have felt
'Cause I'm feeling
the same way about you
Wondering what
you're doing and if you
need some help
Do I still occupy
your mind? Am I being
so unkind?
Do you find it very
lonely, or have you found
someone to laugh with?
Oh, and by the way,
are you laughing now?
'Cause I'm not,
I miss you
I miss you, I really do
I really do