I Won’t Be Here When You Get Home

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They say that everytime a mission bell rings
Somewhere up above us all
An angel gets his wings
Now theyr'e falling from the skies

Watch, a mother raise her son
And see him grow
Then catch a passing star
And leave her standing on her own
But her love can never die
If this is true then I wanna know why

I won't be here when you get home
To waltz into my arms
When all our willing sins have been gone
The worst of all is ignorance
And missing your chance

If all is fair in love and war
But no-one wins
Or every second someone dies
And someones life begins
Then I wonder which is true

They say that if your'e young at heart
You can't grow old
And youth cannot be bought
With what you jingle or you fold
Are we rich or are we poor
I still don't know and I wanna be sure

I won't be here when you get home
To waltz into my arms
When all our willing sins have been gone
The only sin is ignorance
And missing your chance

Of all the things we know and don't
And can't decide
The truth cannot be bought with what we
Gamble or divide
Neither can it be denied
And if this is true then i wanna know why

So I won't be here when you get home
To waltz into my arms
When all our willing sins have been gone
The only sin is ignorance
And missing your chance