She takes him away...to places he has never been
With every stroke releases all his pain, erases all his sin
A slave to the battleground, a willing soldier of the war
****** as it may be, he'll always be back for more
Always be back for more...
Doesn't matter what is lost, all the years he can't get back
She has all he'll ever need....the monkey on his back
And through prices paid, all her jealous rage....she won't let him go
Just one look was all it took for her to possess his soul
Still, he believes he lost it, left it somewhere behind
But there is no seeing, for a man that's bleeding and doesn't know he is blind
All reason gone, dreams dissolved in fighting for an endless plight
Cuts and bruises, broken bones, lines blur between wrong and right

I miss you, when the woods are still and the river is low
In between the spaces that you and I call home
Where the ocean stirs... and tides come and go
There's a fire that burns...
As I ache for your lost soul

Who knows where we'll wake tomorrow
At the bottom of a bottle...or the edge of a spoon
Still...I hold on hope...that our love's enough to cope
And that you'll be coming home soon

It's too easy to take it all for granted
When the glass is empty and the dirt is dry
I sit alone....eyes slightly slanted
Telling myself all anyone can do is try

Through this life and in the next
In the winter snow and the spring rain
I'll wait for you... by the light of moon
Still...holding on hope
You'll be coming  home soon.