so many soldiers
brown, ian
woke up so fresh this morning
love to wake up to your heat
i'm so selective with the company i keep
some never gonna see the evening picking one too many fights
hear a new born baby getting stronger through the freezing winter nights
some never get to see the morning
claiming darkness feeds their needs
some are breathing underwater on a river in the reeds
only so many soldiers come home
so many soldiers come home
woke up so fresh this morning
love to wake up to your heat
i'm so selective with the company i keep
so many soldiers come home
so many soldiers come home
sweet i shall see and heaven fed
these avenues and bridges far
these narrow streets and these backyards in it
only so many soldiers come home
so many soldiers come home