Oh so deceiving.

Our love will never end, waiting for the soldier to come back again. Never more to be alone. When a letter said, a soldier's coming home.

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Two days past eighteen. He was waiting for the bus in his army green. Sat down in a booth, the cafe there. Gave his orders to a girl with a bow in her hair.

He's a little shy so she gives him a smile. And he said, "Would you mind sitting down for a while and talk to me? Im feeling a little low."

She said, "Im off in an hour and i know where we can go."

So they went down and sat on the pier. "I betcha got a boyfriend but i dont care, i got no one. To send a letter to.

Would you mind if i send one back here to you?"

So the letters came from an army camp. In california then vietnam. And he told her of his heart might be loving all the things he was so scared of. He said, "When it's getting kinda rough over here, I think of that day sittin down on the pier. And i close my eyes and see your pretty smile.

Dont worry but i wont be able to write for a while."

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One Friday night at a football game. The Lord's Prayer said and the Anthem sang. A man said "Folks, would you bow your heads for a list of local - Vietnam dead."

Crying all alone under the stands. Was a piccolo player in the marching band. And one name read but nobody really cared.

But a pretty little girl, with a bow in her head.

I cried. Never gonna hold the hand of another guy. Too young for him they told her, waiting for the love of a traveling soldier. Our love will never end, waiting for the soldier to come back again. Never more to be alone.

When a letter said, a soldier's coming home.