So tired, so lonely
So in between the lines
A notice in the papers now and then
So useless, so crazy
So very few will know
But mothers care is the only care that counts
Someone makes a bigger plan
Sends him off to foreign land
Dreaming as they march along
When tomorrow comes
They be back in your arms
So frozen, so broken
So left behind in life
He'll never see
If the world will pay the price
So angry, so shameful
So helplessly insane
When words gets stuck
They don't mean too much at all
Now someone makes a bigger plan
Sends him off to foreign land
Dreaming as they march along
When tomorrow comes
He'll be back in your arms
So put your weary mind to rest
Let the night prepare the best
Dreaming as they march along
When tomorrow comes
He'll be back in your arms
Now someone makes a bigger plan
Sends him off to foreign land
Dreaming as they march along
When tomorrow comes
He'll be back in your arms
So put your weary mind to rest
Let the night prepare the best
Dreaming as they march along
When tomorrow comes
He'll be back in your arms
Be back, in your arms
In your arms,be back
In your arms
In your arms,be back
In your arms
In your arms
In your arms,be back