Take Me – Edwin McCain

I pull me boots off throw my weapons on the floor.

Cry my eyes out in my private little war.

Well it seems I?ve been a soldier heaven knows I?ve been no saint.

In my camouflage and armor cold heart and grease paint.

To you this has no meaning the Armistice laid down.

The armies all are quiet and the guns don?t make a sound

?Cause 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 know you?re gonna take me with you

Well now three on a match is suicide in the foxhole of my mind

And way off in the distance 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

The blood that was spilled in heartache before

Left road maps of scars that I never could ignore

Chorus

Author: admin on October 7, 2013
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