Mark Schultz - Letters From War Lyrics
She walked to the mailboxOn that bright summer's dayFound a letter from her sonIn a war, far awayHe spoke of the weatherAnd friends that he'd madeSaid, "I'd been thinking 'bout DadAnd the life that he hadThat's why I'm here today"Then at the end he said"You are what I'm fighting for"It was the first of his letters from warShe started writing[chorus]You're good and you're braveWhat a father that you'll be somedayMake it home, make it safeShe wrote every night as she prayedAnd late in DecemberA day she'll not forgetOh, her tears stained the paperWith every word that she readIt said, "I was up on a hillI was out there aloneWhen the shots all rang outAnd bombs were explodingAnd that's when I saw himHe came back for meThough he was capturedA man set me freeThat man was your sonHe asked me to write to youI told him I would, oh I swore"It was the last of the letters from warAnd she prayed he was livingKept on believing and wrote every night just to say[chorus]You are good and you're braveWhat a father you'll be somedayMake it home, make it safeStill, she kept writing each dayThen two years laterAutumn leaves all aroundA car pulled in the drivewayAnd she fell to the groundAnd out stepped a captainWhere her boy used to standHe said, "Mom, I'm following ordersFrom all of your lettersAnd I've come home again"He ran in to hold herAnd dropped all his bags on the floorHolding all of her letters from warBring him homeBring him homeBring him home
