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I remember leaving I'll not forget the in between There's nothing in the world Can erase the things I've seen But, today I got my papers got a call upon my phone My duty now is over and I am coming home I've missed a lot since I've been gone I've never seen my son I've never held him in my arms I missed seeing him turn one coming home my time is over coming home my time is through coming home to be a father and a husband dear, to you coming home a tired soldier coming home but, not the same coming home to be a person I'm not a rank and a last name I missed his second birthday too But, I won't miss any more I wasn't there when he turned three years old But, I'll be there when he turns four Things have changed Things will be new I know this will be tough I can only promise that I'll try And hope that  it will be enough I've thought about you every day You're in my heart and soul I'm coming home to you my love And then together, we'll be whole coming home my time is over coming home my time is through coming home to be a father and a husband dear, to you coming home a tired soldier coming home but, not the same coming home to be a person I'm not a rank and a last name
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Apr 19, 2014
Apr 19, 2014 at 10:34 PM UTC
I'm coming home
I remember leaving I'll not forget the in between There's nothing in the world Can erase the things I've seen But, today I got my papers got a call upon my phone My duty now is over and I am coming home I've missed a lot since I've been gone I've never seen my son I've never held him in my arms I missed seeing him turn one coming home my time is over coming home my time is through coming home to be a father and a husband dear, to you coming home a tired soldier coming home but, not the same coming home to be a person I'm not a rank and a last name I missed his second birthday too But, I won't miss any more I wasn't there when he turned three years old But, I'll be there when he turns four Things have changed Things will be new I know this will be tough I can only promise that I'll try And hope that  it will be enough I've thought about you every day You're in my heart and soul I'm coming home to you my love And then together, we'll be whole coming home my time is over coming home my time is through coming home to be a father and a husband dear, to you coming home a tired soldier coming home but, not the same coming home to be a person I'm not a rank and a last name
roger-turner
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Apr 19, 2014
Apr 19, 2014 at 10:34 PM UTC
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