Lombard - Tears behind the wall

Walking slow and lonely
And dragging your feet
Hoping that it isn't real -
Another bad dream

Hundred-strong army band
Is waking you up
Looking back doesn't help -
The gate is too high

Now they want your body
'Cause it's young and strong
Strong enough to leave your love
And carry their gun

Brand new face and uniform
Is all that you get
Washing brains and drying hearts
Is what they do best

And her tears, her dreams, her love
Left behind the wall
And her tears, her dreams, her love
Left behind the wall

Staring at her picture
By your bed at night
Bringing back the moments
She was by your side

Once again it seems like
She whispers your name
Once again it hurts to know
The world's not the same

And her tears, her dreams, her love
Left behind the wall
And her tears, her dreams, her love
Left behind the wall

Walking slow and lonely
And dragging your feet
Hoping that it isn't real -
Another bad dream

Hundred-strong army band
Is waking you up
Looking back doesn't help -
The gate is too high

And her tears, her dreams, her love
Left behind the wall
And her tears, her dreams, her love
Left behind the wall