Sniffling noses, torn knees, worried moms
Bring my baby back home
Sporting games, study hall, many proms
Don’t leave me all alone
Growing kids, independent souls, spread their wings
Bring my baby back home
Hurt feelings, dating woes, feel the stings
Scares me to the bone
Fly away, make their mark, charge ahead
Bring my baby back home
Watch the news, in the dark, count the dead
Listen to the screams and moans
Been two years, in the sand, road side bombs
Bring my baby back home
Growing fears, page two plans, more Saddams
Waiting for the ringing phone
Finally home, in the pine, empty rooms
Bring my baby back home
Agonizing, realizing, feeling the wounds
More tombs of the unknown
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