If I never see you again,
it's of utmost importance to me
that somehow you know, wherever I go,
it is your face I most long to see.

I'm stationed so far from my home,
still fighting this hell of a war.
It is lonely here, sure, but I'm trying to endure
just hoping to see you once more.

I remember when we were so young
and uncertain of what lay ahead,
I left you one night, right after a fight,
to find comfort in somebody's bed.

I've intensely regretted that moment
and our foolish decision to part.
Though I left you behind, you've stayed on my mind
and forever will live in my heart.

The bullets are flying around me.
I've been chasing Al-Qaeda since dawn.
Though there's blood on my shirt, nothing equals the hurt
of knowing your love for me's gone.

If I never see you again,
and my flag-shrouded coffin returns,
I want you to know, if my love didn't show,
deep in my heart it still burns.