The long distance love affair
We just had on the phone
Left me with "Don't worry darling,
I'm on my way home.
So break out the champagne;
We've got good love on the mend.
I know you're coming tomorrow,
I hope I can make it till then.
I could be fishing,
Or robbing the sea of her shells
Instead of here wishing for you,
And feeling like Hell.
Watching my last day alone
Slowly come to an end.
I know you're coming tomorrow,
I hope I can make it till then.
Chorus:
The Last Boat of the Day
It comes and it goes.
The sun sets on the last chance
To hold you tonight, I suppose.
But you'll be on the next one,
I hope I can make it till then.
You'll be on the next one;
I hope I can make it till then.
