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he was Thailand based |
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she was an airforce-wife. |
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He used to fly weekends |
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it was the easy life. |
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But then it turned around and he began to change. |
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She didn't wonder then |
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she didn't think it strange. |
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But then he got a call |
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he had to leave that night. |
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He couldn't say too much |
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but it would be all right. |
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He didn't need to pack - they'd meet the next night. |
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He had a job to do |
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flying to Cambodia. |
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And as the nights passed by she tried to trace the past. |
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The way he used to look |
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the way he used to laugh. |
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I guess she'll never know what got inside his soul. |
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She couldn't make it out |
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just couldn't take it all. |
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He had the saddest eyes that you have ever seen. |
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He used to cry some nights as though he lived a dream. |
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And as she held him close he used to search her face |
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As though she knew the truth - lost inside Cambodia. |
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But then a call came through |
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they said he'd soon be home. |
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She had to pack a case and they would make a rendezvous. |
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But now a year has passed and not a single word |
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And all the love she knew |
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Has disappeared out in the haze. |
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And now the years have passed with not a single word |
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But there is only one thing left |
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I know for sure |
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she won't see his face again. |