Sound the bugle now.

Play it just for me.

As the seasons change,

Remember how i used to be.

Now i can't go on;

I can't even start.

I've got nothing left, just an empty heart.

I'm a soilder, wounded so i must give up the fight.

There's nothing more for me.

Lead me away,or leave me lyin' here



Sound the bugle now,

Tell 'em i don't care.

There's not a road I know that leads to anywhere.

Without a light I fear that I will stumble in the dark.

Lay right down and decide not to go on.



Then from on high,

Somewhere in the distance,

There's a voice that calls