After D-Day, I worried until VE-Day
I've got my welcome well rehearsed
But first
He'll have to cross the Atlantic
To get to the Pacific
He'll have to cross the Pacific
Before he comes back to me
My love for him just grows stronger
The days and nights seem longer
I know what makes 'em seem longer
But that's how it's got to be
Every day just adds to my devotion
But until the day that they run out of ocean
He'll have to cross the Atlantic
To get to the Pacific
He'll have to cross the Pacific
But that's how it's got to be
Before he comes back to me
