歌曲 | Crazy Being Home (Acoustic Version) |
歌手 | Mark Wills |
专辑 | Looking For America |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
He almost forgot how to drive over here | |
While he tried to survive a year over there | |
Some young punk just flipped him off | |
And ran him off of the road | |
He just turned 22 last week | |
In the back of a Stryker somewhere in Takrit. | |
He never thought he'll live to be this old | |
It’s crazy being home | |
It’s crazy being home | |
He stepped off a plane | |
Feels like yesterday | |
They were waving flags and signs with his name | |
They said they were proud for what he'd done | |
If they only knew what he had become | |
The girl he loved she swore that she'd wait | |
But he came home to a cold empty place | |
Had a burger today, got a new cell phone | |
It’s crazy being home | |
The stars all look the same | |
He still answers to his name | |
It’s OK, something just ain’t right | |
It's right to fight for what you love | |
But his young eyes have seen too much | |
Till you've been where he's been | |
You wouldn’t understand | |
I hope you'll never have to, my friend | |
He got the call, was back on the plane | |
To where he belongs that might sound insane | |
But his brothers are there, they can’t fight this alone | |
So they dropped him right there in the blood red sand | |
His best friend is locked and loaded in his hands | |
And the sergeant yells, "Boys, it's time to go" | |
And he thought, it’s crazy being home | |
It’s crazy being home | |
It’s crazy being home | |
Crazy being home | |
It’s crazy being home |
He almost forgot how to drive over here | |
While he tried to survive a year over there | |
Some young punk just flipped him off | |
And ran him off of the road | |
He just turned 22 last week | |
In the back of a Stryker somewhere in Takrit. | |
He never thought he' ll live to be this old | |
It' s crazy being home | |
It' s crazy being home | |
He stepped off a plane | |
Feels like yesterday | |
They were waving flags and signs with his name | |
They said they were proud for what he' d done | |
If they only knew what he had become | |
The girl he loved she swore that she' d wait | |
But he came home to a cold empty place | |
Had a burger today, got a new cell phone | |
It' s crazy being home | |
The stars all look the same | |
He still answers to his name | |
It' s OK, something just ain' t right | |
It' s right to fight for what you love | |
But his young eyes have seen too much | |
Till you' ve been where he' s been | |
You wouldn' t understand | |
I hope you' ll never have to, my friend | |
He got the call, was back on the plane | |
To where he belongs that might sound insane | |
But his brothers are there, they can' t fight this alone | |
So they dropped him right there in the blood red sand | |
His best friend is locked and loaded in his hands | |
And the sergeant yells, " Boys, it' s time to go" | |
And he thought, it' s crazy being home | |
It' s crazy being home | |
It' s crazy being home | |
Crazy being home | |
It' s crazy being home |
He almost forgot how to drive over here | |
While he tried to survive a year over there | |
Some young punk just flipped him off | |
And ran him off of the road | |
He just turned 22 last week | |
In the back of a Stryker somewhere in Takrit. | |
He never thought he' ll live to be this old | |
It' s crazy being home | |
It' s crazy being home | |
He stepped off a plane | |
Feels like yesterday | |
They were waving flags and signs with his name | |
They said they were proud for what he' d done | |
If they only knew what he had become | |
The girl he loved she swore that she' d wait | |
But he came home to a cold empty place | |
Had a burger today, got a new cell phone | |
It' s crazy being home | |
The stars all look the same | |
He still answers to his name | |
It' s OK, something just ain' t right | |
It' s right to fight for what you love | |
But his young eyes have seen too much | |
Till you' ve been where he' s been | |
You wouldn' t understand | |
I hope you' ll never have to, my friend | |
He got the call, was back on the plane | |
To where he belongs that might sound insane | |
But his brothers are there, they can' t fight this alone | |
So they dropped him right there in the blood red sand | |
His best friend is locked and loaded in his hands | |
And the sergeant yells, " Boys, it' s time to go" | |
And he thought, it' s crazy being home | |
It' s crazy being home | |
It' s crazy being home | |
Crazy being home | |
It' s crazy being home |