He keeps a letter folded reading the words he's long to hear
Wish you were hear
They say the war is over, will you be home before next year?
Wish you were here
Hands of a tired solider
You'd wipe away your daughters tears, if you were here
Handed a flag they folded
Our condolences my dear
I wish you were here
Burning the Candles Low
Still Won't Let You,
I Won't Let You Go
So much for being Sober
Weighing the fall of your ideals
I wish you were here
Burning the Candles Low
Still Won't Let You,
I Won't Let You Go
Turning A Heart To Stone
Cause I'm Burning And I'm Yearning
But It's Time I Let You
Solo
Burning the Candles Low
Still Won't Let You,
I Won't Let You Go
Turning A Heart To Stone
Cause I'm Burning And I'm Yearning
But It's Time I Let You

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