| Tears hit her checks
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| Like Tyson’s glove
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| Pain hits us hard
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| As she fights for love
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| She says «don't go!»
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| But the call came
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| It’s time to deploy
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| And they called his name
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| Close to zero-five hundred
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| Her mind starts wonderin'
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| Butterflies, tummy starts rumbin'
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| Queasy, uneasy tryin' to hold it all together
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| She doesn’t want their last moments here to be unpleasant
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| The car ride is quiet
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| Outside it’s hard to fight it
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| Inside it’s like she’s dyin'
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| That’s where she started cryin'
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| He tries to comfort her
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| «Baby it’s alright»
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| Liar!
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| That’s what she screams louder from the thoughts of fright
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| They pray
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| «It's okay, I promise that I’ll be safe»
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| That’s what he tells her as he looks her in the face
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| And as he walks away looking in her eye
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| Last kiss as they say
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| I pray this is not our last goodbye, goodbye
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| I pray this is not our last goodbye, goodbye (goodbye)
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| Graduation
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| Her nine weeks are done
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| Hoorah, hoopla
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| Now it’s time to move on
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| Leavin' out of basic
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| She just got her assignment
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| She’s headed off to war and it’s hard for her to face it
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| Or face her
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| The daughter that she’s leavin'
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| It’s hard to come to terms with the truth
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| No one believes it
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| And even when it’s staring in your face
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| You don’t receive it
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| She hears «mommy»
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| And it’s just like her heart stops beatin' (beatin' x2)
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| Inhales, heavy breathin'
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| Worried when she leaves she may not be back to see them
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| Her baby girl, and the family that she loves
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| Tryin' to hold back the tears right now it’s tough
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| She fights to stay strong
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| Gotta hold on
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| She says a prayer
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| Just tryin' to find a calm
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| Thoughts of eternity
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| Then back to reality
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| In fear she tells her family
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| I don’t wanna be alone
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| I don’t want
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| I don’t wanna be alone, no |