I knew who he was when I took his name
But somehow knowing is just not the same late at night
He knows the danger, but he does what he does
He calls it duty, but I call it love
So here I am while he’s gone to some foreign land
And I cry 'cause I'm all alone
And the nights get so cold and long
And I try not to think he won’t come home
But I'm sleepin' with the telephone
The yellow ribbon on my neighbor's gate
Always reminds me that someone’s awake just like me
I hear the sirens and I watch the news
He laughs and leaves with his gun and his blue uniform
And I pray God keeps him safe from harm
And I cry because I'm all alone
And the nights get so cold and long
And I try not to think he won’t come home
But I'm sleepin' with the telephone
I lose him in my darkest dreams
And my blood runs cold and my heart skips a beat
So I get up; I can't take anymore
Sometimes I hate how much I love him
But everyday I love him more
And I try not to think he won’t come home
But I'm sleepin' with the telephone
Somethin' awakes me from where he should be
I reach for him
The telephone rings . . .
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