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As will he when his day comes to leave
I only ask that he comes back to me... |
It was a warm, sunny day In the month of June But there was no warmth for her As she walked into the room I had been sitting on my bed Reading one of my many books When she fell to the floor And on her face a sorrowful look I went to her side Holding her close as she cried It was a warm, sunny day The day her husband died. This war we are fighting I know not if it is right or wrong Never really sure of why we went And have stayed there so long So much death and so much pain Is it really worth it all Will we rise up and win Or will we eventually fall So many lies from those in charge How can anyone know what is real But it's too late now to change I only hope I never know how she feels She cries out muffled words Her love's name on her tongue A child within her Never will he know his father so young Never will he know his father's warm laugh Or his tight but gentle embrace She will raise him all on her own Pain behind the smile on her face Sorrowful that he would never see his boy Wishing he had never went away All this she said between tears Cradled in my arms this summer's day This war we are fighting I know not if it is right or wrong Never really sure of why we went And have stayed there so long So much death and so much pain Is it really worth it all Will we rise up and win Or will we eventually fall So many lies from those in charge How can anyone know what is real But it's too late now to change I only hope I never know how she feels Now I sit and watch in silence As the man I love goes to join the war He is a soldier and I am proud of him But I only think of my friend more and more Will he come back to me Or will I be the one mourning one day To help so many in this world A great price we must pay And selfishly I wish we never went But I know that cannot be America will always be there To always try to set them free As will he when his day comes to leave I only ask that he comes back to me... |