You can hear her in the morning
As she telephones
She's all alone
And makes up tiny lies

Calls the radio dispatcher
But request denied
She sees a man in polished boots

She hears her bugle call
Back on Tanner Street
She rushes out
To watch their marching feet
But it's only just the echo of a memory
She listens close without a sound
So she retreats to higher ground

She's loves them in their uniforms, she'll search forever and a day to find them
She loves them in their uniforms, can't seem to get enough of them around her
They surround her

They say she lost her father in the pouring rain
In Sweet Lorraine
He was captured by a smile

And the only explanation that she ever made
She let him go so he escaped

She watches the maneuvers on the video
She plays it slow and views it all the time
As they stand in full regale chills go up her spine
She treats her lies with no regrets, so she can take it in her head

She's loves them in their uniforms, she'll search forever and a day to find them
She loves them in their uniforms, can't seem to get enough of them around her
They surround her

Wake up sleepy eyes of home
Wake up tiny eyes
Wake up tiny eyes

Meets a military captain and she falls in love
And like a dove, he flies into the sun and she retires to her passion and a bugle call
She waits alone out in the rain
So she can see them once again

She's loves them in their uniforms, she'll search forever and a day to find them
She loves them in their uniforms, can't seem to get enough of them around her
They surround her