Besedila: Edwin McCain. Misguided Roses. Take Me.

I pull my boots off, throw my weapons on the floor
I cry my eyes out in my private little war

Well it seems I've been a soldier heaven knows I've been no saint
With my camouflage and armor a cold heart and grease paint
To you this has no meaning the armistice laid down
The armies are all quiet and the guns don't make a sound

'Cause you, you melted the steel walls, tore down the barbed wire
Filled in the trenches, demanded a cease fire
And now you're leaving there's nothing I can do
I want you to know you're gonna take me with you

Oh now three on a match is suicide in the foxhole of my mind
And way off in the distance the air raid sirens whine
And they sing your song of rescue to my tattered worn out shell
You drag me to your safety from this my front line hell

'Cause you, you melted the steel walls and tore down the barbed wire
Filled in the trenches, demanded a cease fire
And now you're leaving there's nothing I can do
I want you to know you're gonna take me with you

The blood that was spilled in the heartache before
Left road maps of scars that I never, never could ignore

Till you melted the steel walls, tore down the barbed wire
Filled in the trenches, demanded a cease fire
And now you're leaving there's nothing I can do
I want you to know now you're gonna take me with you

Oh yeah, yeah