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