paroles de chanson Crazy (Acoustic Version) - Mark Wills

Well, he almost forgot how to drive over here
While he tried to survive a year over there
Some young punk just flipped him off
And ran him off of the road

He just turned 22 last week
In the back of a Stryker somewhere in Takrit
He never thought he'll live to be this old
It's crazy being home

Yeah, it's crazy being home

He stepped off a plane, feels like yesterday
They were wavin' flags and signs with his name
They said they were proud of what he'd done
If they only knew what he had become

The girl he loved, she swore that she'd wait
But he came home to a cold empty place
Had a burger today, and got a new cellphone
It's crazy being home

The stars all look the same
And he still answers to his name
It's okay, but somethin' just ain't right

It's right to fight for what you love
But his young eyes have seen too much
'Til you've been where he's been
You wouldn't understand
And I hope you'll never have to, my friend

He got the call, was back on the plane
To where he belongs, that might sound insane
But his brothers are there, they can't fight this alone

So, they dropped him right there in the blood-red sand
His best friend is locked and loaded in his hands
And the sarge yells, "Boys, it's time to go"
And he thought, it's crazy being home

It's crazy being home
Lord, it's crazy being home
It's crazy being home
Yeah, it's crazy being home
Oh, it's crazy being home
Yeah, it's crazy being home