Its been a long time comingsince I saw your faceSince we held it downSince we were in the chaseIt was the road less traveledThe path less formedA skinny trailIt was barely wornBut we kept walkin'and slippin' and talking'And runnin' and fallin'And cryin' and crawlin'We were in the trenchesOn top of the worldYoung refugees but we were momma's...
