"Come on little soldier come fight for me,
I'll love you on the land, I'll love you in the sea.
Kiss me hello let's make memories
and don't be afraid of what we might be,
because in this life there are no guarantees
that everything is roses down on easy street.
The buildings could fall you could be underneath
but i'll be right there with a shovel and relief,
saying, "Follow my voice and you'll soon be free,"
reach in the rubble pull you up to me,
wash away the sting of the cold concrete,
singing, "My dear, it was just a bad dream."
12 years ago
12 years ago