Текст: Jake Weezner. I Hope He Comes Home.

The Families all wait
For the troops to arrive
The goodbyes begin right away
A great true friend
Is there with his grin
And we ignore the reason we?re there
?Into the plane!?
Says the Captain so firm
It?s this hero?s first term

And I stood and watched
As he walked away
And my heart said to me
Screaming ever loudly

He will come home
And what a hero he?ll be
With metals from combat
And stories for me
And we?ll get caught up
On the latest movies
But a small voice says to me
Will he ever come home?

A long drive back
To our still, safe reside
With no fear of fighting or flee
So I turn on the TV
And what do I see
Business usual
No skipping beat
So my heart fills with anger
My eyes fill with demise
I wonder how they can
Thinking of when I cried

I sit and hear
To the voice inside me
I cannot help but wane
My best friend in harms way
And I am in the states
Eating pizza wasting time
I?ve given up nothing
He could give up all