• Wonderful Music to hear
    as all of our worlds draw near
    Sound of a bullet, through air it rips
    Through our burning war ships
    Thinking 'bout my lil' girl, way back home
    Standing in the sunlight, just as the pictures shown
    Load the gun and wait for morning
    After all of this, many'll be mourning
    Need to hold my wife, before the end of my life
    shoulda told her I loved her, before I went as soldier
    And all that we've been through
    Baby I'm comin' home to you