Early before the spring and into the summer
Onto the winter from the fall
I'd never been struck by such awesome wonder
Until I heard her voice call
This tour has been one that couldn't be longer
Guess I just missed her that's all
As I feel my arms wrap around her
Just at that moment, she is gone
Then I yell out her name
Waking to find things are still the same, as before
Nearly sunrise this time, I almost held her
And I've been gone far too long
The morning has broke in through wondrous colors
Still I dream her face, gotta be strong
These times have been strange, no like unto others
Wish I could leave, but that's wrong
My ears search the distant thunder
Just as I whisper out her name
Then I'm put to the test
Facing all those things close to the vest, as before
As I sit here writing my thoughts in this letter
One thing I want you all to know
I really miss home, I miss down-home weather
Really I miss you all though
The sarge caught one and tore up his shoulder
Guess that's his ticket to go
Tell Jana, I can't wait to hold her
I dream the moment, I get home
Then I yell out her name
Waking to find things are still the same, as before
Onto the winter from the fall
I'd never been struck by such awesome wonder
Until I heard her voice call
This tour has been one that couldn't be longer
Guess I just missed her that's all
As I feel my arms wrap around her
Just at that moment, she is gone
Then I yell out her name
Waking to find things are still the same, as before
Nearly sunrise this time, I almost held her
And I've been gone far too long
The morning has broke in through wondrous colors
Still I dream her face, gotta be strong
These times have been strange, no like unto others
Wish I could leave, but that's wrong
My ears search the distant thunder
Just as I whisper out her name
Then I'm put to the test
Facing all those things close to the vest, as before
As I sit here writing my thoughts in this letter
One thing I want you all to know
I really miss home, I miss down-home weather
Really I miss you all though
The sarge caught one and tore up his shoulder
Guess that's his ticket to go
Tell Jana, I can't wait to hold her
I dream the moment, I get home
Then I yell out her name
Waking to find things are still the same, as before
Contributed by Wade Farlowe - 2012/8/26 - 01:41
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Wade Farlowe