A Patriot In Real
A Patriot In Real1 min 380 1 min 380
Each day, I eye the entrance
With a heavy heart and feeling wretched
My doleful eyes blink with teary salt
He was me, I was him! We were etched
When it was war, my heart sinks deep down
My heart and soul merged with the radio
My only wish is to see him again!
How I wish he doesn't vanish, just like the crane...
When I hear his voice, guilt shudders through me
It is all my fault, yes it is!
All I want is his presence and feel!
He is my brave warrior, a patriot in real!