I'm sitting in Iraq, just thinking bout back when
I used to make you smile over and over again
Flowers on the table, surprising you at work,
Just cleaning up the house or one of my stupid quirks
I'm sitting in Iraq, just thinking bout back when
I used to make you laugh over and over again
Chasing you round the house, running into the door
One of my movie quotes wrestling Reagan in the floor
I'm sitting in Iraq, just thinking bout back when
I'd take your breath away over and over again
Touching just the right place, kissing just the right way
Bodies becoming one, making love all night and day
I'm sitting in Iraq, and I can't wait till when
I can get back to you and see your sweet face again