Ode to Iraq and the desert sand

Five months away
Feels like the whole world should've changed
But I'm home now
And things still look the same
I think I'll leave it till next month to unpack
Try to forget for a while
That I'm back in DC, on the road
Where the cars never stop going through the night
To a life where I can't watch sunrise
I don't have time
I don't have time

I've still got sand in my shoes
And I can't shake the thought of you
I should get on, forget you
But why would I want to
I know I said goodbye
...but I wanna see you again

(~ Dido, with some edits from me =P)