Dear Mom and Dad, please don't be sad
to get this kind of note,
I want to tell you how I feel,
And this is why I wrote.
You taught me not to lie and steal
To never take a life
But over here I have to kill
I know this isn't right.
The song of birds is never heard
No sound of laughter too
It's just a land of pain and death
I wish I were with you.
I can't describe the goings-on
It makes me sick to tell
Some famous person said it all
"That war is purely hell."
Tonight we make our biggest push
I'll do the best I can
But all that my heart lets me feel
Is peace and good will to man.
So, mom and dad, please don't be sad
To get this kind of note
I want to tell you how I feel
And this is why I wrote.
to get this kind of note,
I want to tell you how I feel,
And this is why I wrote.
You taught me not to lie and steal
To never take a life
But over here I have to kill
I know this isn't right.
The song of birds is never heard
No sound of laughter too
It's just a land of pain and death
I wish I were with you.
I can't describe the goings-on
It makes me sick to tell
Some famous person said it all
"That war is purely hell."
Tonight we make our biggest push
I'll do the best I can
But all that my heart lets me feel
Is peace and good will to man.
So, mom and dad, please don't be sad
To get this kind of note
I want to tell you how I feel
And this is why I wrote.
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