I got a letter in the mail today

I'm sorry to say but I'll be going away for a while

I'll sit you down and tell you how

I'm going to miss you.

All that I can do is hope to god

I'll be home to kiss you

One more time

Before the wind takes me away.

I'll sit here and I'll reminisce

About the things I know

I'm going to miss the most

About the boy I know

I'll never see grow old.

I'll write these letters to you son

I don't think that will be enough

I'll fire these bullets made of love

Just know they were for you

I'm not a hero because I hold a gun

I'm a hero because I fight for love

When I go down please don't forget

That I'm going down for you.

We fired our guns, we marched to our death

We knew it all along it would bet he end of the road for us

Still we marched on

From dusk until dawn.

As I looked at my chest

My clothes had gone a darker red

The ground beneath me felt so cold

Against my head.

God, this is my end (goodbye, goodbye)

I'll never see her smile again

Or teach my little boy

How to be a man.