Back To Chelsea

It isn't natural for a Chelsea man
To be surrounded by all this sand
To fear the echoes of live rounds
And to never sleep when the sun goes down
So I'm writing you this letter
To say I miss you more than ever
And to promise you this:

When I make it back to Chelsea
I'm gonna take you in my arms
And never let you go
And girl I promise you a kiss
For every day we've missed
Until I make it back to Chelsea

I'll have to say I think we've done some good
If I had to do it all again, I know I would
There's still a few shots every now and then
But they say this war is finally coming to an end
So this might be my final letter
I say the sooner the better
Because I'm ready to come home

She reads his letters everyday,
Then she puts them all away
Next to his medals and his flag,
That she would gladly give back

If it would bring him back to Chelsea
So he could take her in his arms
And never let her go
Cause she's still waiting for a kiss
For every day they've missed
Until he makes it back to Chelsea