Tours
Bartees Leon Jr. Cox, Stephanie Marziano
I still have all those photographs
You still can't quite use the flash
I don't recall most things, but man, I try so hard
Wipe the tears from a face
Mom would break down once a day
Looking back I know that she tried so hard
Oh, mmm, mhm, oh
When I'd hide
From thunder
Scared that I'd wake my mother
If I were
My father
I'd wonder who's checking for monsters
Calls once a day, I'm still on base
You talk about times when we were young and I remember nothing
Nothing
Where is Kuwait, is that in the States?
I do what I'm told, 'cause I know nothing
Nothing
But when I'm old
I'll remember everything
The photographs home
And I'll feel everything
'Cause I'm your son
I'm your son
And that's all I want