HE WON THE WAR
IN A FOREIGN LAND
THAT WAS NO HERO
THAT WAS MY OLD MAN AND HE CAME BACK HOME
WHERE HE MET HIS WIFE
AND HE RAISED HIS KIDS
WHILE HE MADE A LIFE NOW HE NEVER PREACHED
THOUGH HE ALWAYS KNEW
AND WE WATCHED HIM CLOSE
JUST TO PICK UP CLUES AND SOMETIMES LATE
IN THE DEAD OF NIGHT
I CAN SEE HIM THERE
IN THE PALE MOONLIGHT I AM TRYING
AND I DONT KNOW HOW
AND I DONT KNOW WHEN
BUT ILL HAVE TO TELL HIM
SOMEDAY AND AS FOR THIS WOMAN
MY FATHER WED
WE KNEW WE WERE LOVED
WITH THE WORDS UNSAID AND WHEN WE WERE YOUNG
SHE TAUGHT US ALL TO READ
AND THEN ONE BY ONE
SHE WOULD WATCH US LEAVE NEVER SAW HER CRY
FOR SHE HID HER TEARS
AS ONE BY ONE
WE WOULD DISAPPEAR BUT OF COURSE WED WRITE
AND OF COURSE WED CALL
JUST TO HEAR HER VOICE
WHENEVER WE WOULD FALL I AM TRYING
AND I DONT KNOW HOW
AND I DONT KNOW WHEN
BUT ILL HAVE TO TELL HER
SOMEDAY SO I WROTE THESE WORDS
AND I HOPE THEY LAST
FOR THE YEARS HAVE COME
AND THE YEARS HAVE PAST THINK OF ALL THEY GAVE
THINK OF ALL THE DEBT
BUT CANT FIND A WAY
TO REPAY THEM YET
FOR THE DAYS STILL COME AND THE DEBT STILL MOUNTS
AND DO WORDS UNSAID
EVER REALLY COUNT BUT SOMETIMES STILL
IN THE DEAD OF NIGHT
I CAN SEE THEM THERE
IN THE PALE MOONLIGHT I AM TRYING
AND I DONT KNOW HOW
AND I DONT KNOW WHEN
BUT ILL HAVE TO TELL THEM
SOMEDAY