| Well, he was Thailand based, she was an air force wife
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| He used to fly weekends, it was the easy life
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| But then it turned around and he began to change
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| She didn't wonder then, she didn't think it strange
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| But then he got a call, he had to leave that night
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| He couldn't say too much, but it would be alright
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| He didn't need to pack, they'd meet the next night
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| He had a job to do flying to Cambodia
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| And as the nights passed by, she tried to trace the past
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| The way he used to look, the way he used to laugh
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| I guess she'll never know what got inside his soul
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| She couldn't make it out, just couldn't take it all
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| He had the saddest eyes the girl had ever seen
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| He used to cry some nights as though he lived a dream
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| And as she held him close, he used to search her face
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| As though she knew the truth, lost inside Cambodia
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| But then a call came through, they said he'd soon be home
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| She had to pack a case and they would make a rendezvous
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| But now a year has passed and not a single word
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| And all the love she knew has disappeared out in the haze
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| Cambodia
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| Don't cry now
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| No tears now
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| And now the years have passed with not a single word
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| But there is only one thing left I know for sure
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| She won't see his face again |