I pull me boots off, throw my weapons on the floor

Cry my eyes out in my private little war

Well it seems I've been a soldier, heaven knows I've been no saint

In my camouflage and armor, cold heart and grease paint

To you this has no meaning the Armistice laid down

The armies all are quiet and the guns don't make a sound

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'Cause you melted the steel walls, tore down the barbed wire

Filled in the trenches, demanded a cease fire

And now you're leaving, there's nothing I can do

I want you to know you're gonna take me with you

Well now three on a match is suicide in the foxhole of my mind

And way off in the distance air raid sirens whine

And they sing your song of rescue to my tattered worn out shell

You drag me to your safety from this my front line hell

Repeat Chorus

The blood that was spilled in the heartache before

Left road maps of scars that I never could ignore

Repeat Chorus