Vārdi: Greencards. I Don't Want To Lose You.

To my darlin' one in a far off land
I hope and pray this letter finds its way into your hands
We've had no word, we've had no news
Hope this finds you well

I don't want to lose, I don't want to lose you
Fields are green but the pantry's bad
Some other neighbors have been good enough to share

I can say I'm fine but that's not the truth
I worry all the time
I don't want to lose, I don't want to lose you

Sometimes I dream I am lyin' next to you
And I reach across the bed and wonder
What I'm gonna do

Come home safe, come home soon
Don't you forget
I don't want to lose, I don't want to lose you
I don't want to lose, I don't want to lose you