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As I sit here on the dock of the bay Hoping and wishing today will be the day That God would bring me my man back Unharmed and uninjured from the war in Iraq
I try to be strong and keep my head held high But, the thought of losing him Makes my head hurt and my eyes cry If I can just hold on for four more days I noe I won't die
When I step inside the house I hear a knock on the door As I run to open it thinking its my man It was two soldiers with a note every wife dreads
I fell to my knees my eyes filled with tears I sat there and thought this was my only fear He was suppose to be home in less than four days To help take care of his son he had on the way
As I sit here at the end of the day Holding my son at the dock of the bay I think to myself what my life would be like If God didn't take the love of my life...
