He keeps a letter folded r
Eading the words he's long to hear
Wish you were hear
They say the war is over
Will you be home before next year?
Wish you were here
Hands of a tired solider
You'd wipe away your daughters tears
If you were here
Handed a flag they folded
Our condolences my dear
I wish you were here
Burning the candles low
Still won't let you
I won't let you go
So much for being sober
Weighing the fall of your ideals
I wish you were here
Burning the candles low
Still won't let you
I won't let you go
Turning a heart to stone
Cause I'm burning and I'm yearning
But it's time I let you
Go
Burning the candles low
Still won't let you
I won't let you go
Turning a heart to stone
Cause I'm burning and I'm yearning
But it's time I let you
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