My heart is skipping the even beats
Moving from one to three
Three back to one
Mind bent on circumstance
That divides and distances
A love that is true
The colors of a springtime bloom
That feed my delight for you
Are dusted with grey
So suitingly when you're gone
I know you'll return upon
The prayers of the saints
Oh when you cried on my shoulder
I knew that this could be right
Oh then I said that a soldier
Fights 'til the morning light
Oh when you cried on my shoulder
I knew that this could be right
Oh then you said that a soldier
Cries when he's older