Bombing For Love

It's on cold November days like this
that I feel you in the back of my mind,
a little reminder
of all the good times we had.
Tell me, tell me, tell me,
what am I to you?
Tell me, tell me, tell me,
what does this mean for you?
I would tell you my side
but it seems there's a crack in the world
between your country
and mine
and it seems,
oh it seems,
you're not done bombing.