So Many Soldiers - Ian Brown

Woke up so fresh this morning, love to wake up to your heat

Smiles at traffic lights, I’m so selective with the company I keep

Some never gonna see the evening picking one too many fights

Hear a new born baby getting stronger through the freezing winter nights

Some never get to see the morning, claiming darkness feeds their needs

Some are breathing underwater on a river in the reeds

Only so many soldiers come home

Only so many soldiers, so many soldiers come home

Woke up so fresh this morning, love to wake up to your heat

Smiles at traffic lights, I’m so selective with the company I keep

So many soldiers come home

So many soldiers, so many soldiers come home

This road you walk, this path you tread

Sweet I shall see and heaven fed

These avenues and bridges far

These narrow streets and these backyards in it

Only so many soldiers come home

So many soldiers, so many soldiers come home

Soldiers, soldiers, soldiers, soldiers

Come home, come home