I can see the pictures of me and ask
"do I look so different than anyone else?"
I can hear them marching near and feel
the steady pounding of a heart.
With every step
this open door
a mission for
a love lost long ago.
I welcome its return.
Years gone by,
no time to cry
a prayer for meas I watch my bridges burn.
I was like you, I never knew
how I could be a victim of our red, white, and blue.
I work the day,
I earn my pay,
I want to find a way back to my baby blue.
I still can see pictures of me and ask
"do I look so different than anyone else?"
"do I look so different than anyone else?"
I can hear them marching near and feel
the steady pounding of a heart.
With every step
this open door
a mission for
a love lost long ago.
I welcome its return.
Years gone by,
no time to cry
a prayer for meas I watch my bridges burn.
I was like you, I never knew
how I could be a victim of our red, white, and blue.
I work the day,
I earn my pay,
I want to find a way back to my baby blue.
I still can see pictures of me and ask
"do I look so different than anyone else?"