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Promise that you always will
Keep candles lit on the windowsill
You know I'll be comin' home
You know I never wanted to go away
But what am I supposed to say
When I hear the sounds of the trumpet call
Who says
All is fair in love and war
Your pictures kept close to my heart
Letters all but fall apart
Each night I read them over again
You know I never wanted to go away
But what am I supposed to say
When I hear the sounds of the trumpet call
Who says
You know I never wanted to go away
I swear
Its war