and a country builds up it's hopes
we've qualified,
we're in the mix,
we're good enough,
it might be coming home!
Flags appear on cars
that song is now being endlessly played
the thought that we might get out of the group stages
and school kids will get to watch matches on school telly's in school halls
and that we might hit the quarter finals - it has to be coming home; doesn't it?
Ministers wishing the squad good luck in parliament
and we...
...but; we might be getting ahead of ourselves...
and it might not happen
so let's leave the spirit of '66 to rest once more
as we might get knocked out
and the pub gardens
the social clubs
the city fan zones
and the kids allowed to stay up - fall silent
and many shed a 'manly' tear - with the thought that; maybe
far far away
in a different universe
under a different sun
on a different lump of spinning rock
trillions of light years away
a team in white shirts hang on
to a one goal advantage
as a final whistle blows
the crowds cheer!
But; as a sleepy 5 year old opens an eye
and focuses it on the rays of sunlight
lighting the swirling dust through his football teams printed curtains
it hits him
and he realises
it was just a dream
and it's not coming home!
But we must believe...
No, wait!
We did hang on
we did hold on to that prescious one goal advantage
maybe it is...
coming home!
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