I take a few deep breaths and watch as the storm recedes back to the sea.
As the morning rolls along and I'm asleep alone, you're sipping your afternoon tea.
Oh goodness, graciously.
You left me here in lonely reverie,
Out of my arms, out of my reach,
You took an Aeroplane over the sea,
Far away from me.
Oh if I could only face the distance like I face the snow,
The way I wear my gloves and bundle up to keep away the cold...
I've got photographs and maps, memories perhaps,
But none of that will bring you back home.
Oh goodness, graciously.
You left me here in lonely reverie,
Out of my arms, out of my reach,
You took an Aeroplane over the sea,
Far away from me.
I wish I could take you back home,
If only London would allow...
If only London should allow us.
Oh goodness, graciously.
You left me here in lonely reverie,
Out of my arms, out of my reach,
You took an Aeroplane over the sea,
Far away from me.