
All is quiet his tired eyes
See figures jotted down
And clothes all strewn around
The bedroom flood
Now nothings adding up
And nothings making sense
Shes sleeping like a baby
She doesnt like a baby
She doesnt know he wasnt meant for this
Im missing the war
Im missing the war all night
Missing the war
He drove home again
Pissed and beaten
Its really no big deal
It happens all the time
Its no big deal
Im missing the war
Im missing the war all night
Missing the war
Im missing the war
till beads of sunlight hit me in the morning
So much time so little to say
Time may fly
And dreams may die
The shaking voice that tells him go
Still thinks he might
He knows he wont
Im missing the war
Missing the war all night
Missing the war