Something other than, part 2

Okay, so I always write about deployment woe... this sadness... that lonliness... well, I'm still writing about it... so deal.
If anyone watched American Idol last night... yes, I'm guilty. I record it, though... I fast forward just to see what the judges say; except Paula, I can't stand her. "You're a star!" "You move me!" That time she cried... Jesus!
Anyway... I have a few favorites including Elliot Yamin. He sang "Home" by Michael Buble last night. I much prefer the way Elliot sang it (although, Michael is a bit of a hottie) to this version on myspace: ttp://www.myspace.com/michaelbubleunofficial. But it is a great song. The lyrics are below.
Well, you can imagine why I like the song. Of course, it reminds me of Matty. I wonder if he feels this way; I wonder what he'd blog had he the time. I would like to read that, I think.
I talked to him on Monday. His batalion is getting ready for a big move. He says it's a good move; that they will be safer. He also said they've been doing an outstanding job, and that he'd tell me about it sometime after he got out of the Army. I agreed that to be fair. He said he's mad about the things he's missed... I said to him, "Honey, when I think about your deployment, I do think about how sad I am that you're not here, and how scared I get that you may never be here. But, mostly, I don't focus on what we are missing. Rather, I think about all the great adventures we shall have when you return home." Compared with forever, a year is nothing.

Another summer day
has come and gone away
In Paris or Rome...but I wanna go home...uhm Home
may be surrounded by
a million people I
still feel all alone
just wanna go home
I miss you, you know
And I've been keeping all the letters
that I wrote to you,
Each one a line or two
I'm fine baby, how are you?
I would send them but I know that it's just not enough
My words were cold and flat
And you deserve more than that
Another aeroplane, another sunny place,
I'm lucky I know
but I wanna go home
I got to go homeLet me go home
I'm just too far from where you are
I wanna come home
And I feel just like I'm living
someone else's life
It's like I just stepped outside
when everything was going right
And I know just why you could not come along with me
This was not your dream
but you always believed in me...
Another winter dayHas come and gone away
in either Paris or Rome
and I wanna go home
Let me go home
And I'm surrounded by
A million people I
still feel alone
Let me go home
I miss you , you know
Let me go home
I've had my runbaby I'm done
I gotta go homeLet me go home
it'll all be alright
I'll be home tonight
I'm coming back home