Signed away the right , to run his life
The day he turned eighteen
His blood ran pure, red white and blue
There was no in-between
Boot camp was hard, He earned his scars
He left the States prepared
Just enough, of feeling tough
And little bit of scared
Next stop
Iraq
~~~*Chorus*~~~
His heart cried for the people
He'd enlisted to defend
His heart cried for his family
Would he see them all again
He raged against the evil
Dropped them where they stood
Yeah.....
His heart cried
He did all he could
~~*~~
The last thing he remembered
Hard eyes behind a mask
Stone-cold stare, the fight for air
Before it all went black
Recovery was a mission
Dug deep inside himself
Seven years under his belt
The fight to right a senseless Hell
Next stop
Iraq
~~~*Lyrical Bridge*~~~
Through his mind, he ran their crimes
Should have killed him while they had the chance
Now he's back, revenge attacks
And they won't survive this dance
~~*~~
~~~*Chorus*~~~
His heart cried for the people
He'd enlisted to defend
His heart cried for his family
Would he see them all again
He raged against the evil
Dropped them where they stood
Yeah.....his heart cried
He did all he could
~~*~~
Teresa Lynn Johnson
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