Edwin McCain Take Me
I pull me boots off, throw my weapons on the floor Cry my eyes out in my private little war Well it seems I've been a soldier, heaven knows I've been no saint In my camouflage and armor, cold heart and grease paint To you this has no meaning the Armistice laid down The armies all are quiet and the guns don't make a sound Chorus: 'Cause you melted the steel walls, tore down the barbed wire Filled in the trenches, demanded a cease fire And now you're leaving, there's nothing I can do I want you to know you're gonna take me with you Well now three on a match is suicide in the foxhole of my mind And way off in the distance air raid sirens whine And they sing your song of rescue to my tattered worn out shell You drag me to your safety from this my front line hell Repeat Chorus The blood that was spilled in the heartache before Left road maps of scars that I never could ignore Repeat Chorus