I’m standing on the outside of your shelter
While the bombs are here a-droppin’ everywhere
Through the glass, you look so sweet and warm
And safe and cosy —
Have I ever told you that I care?
Have I ever told you that you’re beautiful
And it hurts me so that we are now apart?
Well, I’m standing on the outside of your shelter, dear —
But I hope I’m on the inside of your heart!