Why God Why?

Why does Saigon never sleep at night?
Why does this girl smell of orange trees?
How can I feel good when nothing's right?
Why is she cool when there is no breeze?
Vietnam, you don't give answers, do you friend?
Just questions that don't ever end

Why God? Why today?
I'm off through here, on my way
There's nothing left here that I'll miss
Why send me now a night like this?

Who is this girl in a rusty bed?
Why am I back in a filthy room?
Why is her voice ringing in my head?
Why am I high on a cheap perfume?
Vietnam, hey, look, I mean you no offense
But why does nothing here make sense?

Why God? Show your hand
Why can't one guy understand?
I've been with girls who know much more
I never felt confused before

Why God? What's your plan?
I can't help her, no one can
I like my memories as they were
But now I'll leave remembering her

When I went home before, no one talked of the war
What they knew from TV didn't have a thing to do with me
Howlin' back in Reup, sure Saigon is corrupt
It felt better to be here driving for the embassy
'Cause here if you can pull a string
A guy like me lives like a king
Just as long as you don't believe anything

Why God? Why this face?
Why such beauty in this place?
I liked my memories as they were
But now I'll leave remembering her

Just her