Letters from War - Mark Schultz

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Embed: And the life that he had that's why, I'm here today"
And then in the end he said, "You are what I'm fighting for"
It was the first of his letters from war

She started writing
You're good and you're brave
What a father that you'll be someday
Make it home, make it safe
She wrote every night as she prayed

Late in December
A day, she'll not forget
Oh, her tears stained the paper
With every word that she read

It said, "I was up on a hill, I was out there alone
When the shots all rang out and bombs were exploding
That's when I saw him, he came back for me
And though he was captured a man set me free
And that man was your son, he asked me to write to you
I told him, I would, Oh, I swore"
It was the last of the letters from war

And she prayed, he was living, kept on believing
And wrote every night just to say
You are good and you're brave
What a father that you'll be someday
Make it home, make it safe
Still she kept writing each day

Then two years later
Autumn leaves, all around
A car pulled in the driveway
And she fell to the ground
And out stepped a captain
Where her boy used to stand

He said, "Mom, I'm followin' orders
From all of your letters and I've come home again"
He ran into hold her, dropped all his bags on the floor
Holdin' all of her letters from war

Bring him home
Bring him home
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Letters from War Lyrics

She walked to the mailbox
On that bright summers day
Found a letter from her son
In a war, far away

He spoke of the weather
And good friends that he'd made
Said, " I'd been thinking 'bout dad
And the life that he had that's why, I'm here today"
And then in the end he said, "You are what I'm fighting for"
It was the first of his letters from war

She started writing
You're good and you're brave
What a father that you'll be someday
Make it home, make it safe
She wrote every night as she prayed

Late in December
A day, she'll not forget
Oh, her tears stained the paper
With every word that she read

It said, "I was up on a hill, I was out there alone
When the shots all rang out and bombs were exploding
That's when I saw him, he came back for me
And though he was captured a man set me free
And that man was your son, he asked me to write to you
I told him, I would, Oh, I swore"
It was the last of the letters from war

And she prayed, he was living, kept on believing
And wrote every night just to say
You are good and you're brave
What a father that you'll be someday
Make it home, make it safe
Still she kept writing each day

Then two years later
Autumn leaves, all around
A car pulled in the driveway
And she fell to the ground
And out stepped a captain
Where her boy used to stand

He said, "Mom, I'm followin' orders
From all of your letters and I've come home again"
He ran into hold her, dropped all his bags on the floor
Holdin' all of her letters from war

Bring him home
Bring him home
Bring him home

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Mark Schultz (born September 16, 1970, Kansas City, Kansas) is a popular Contemporary Christian music singer/songwriter. In 1995-6, he travelled with a group called Up with People and was the lead singer of one of their international casts. He then returned to Nashville and became a youth group leader, when a teen suggested he take his songs to a record producer. He has released 4 albums and has been nominated for numerous Dove Awards, finally winning his first at the 2006 Doves ceremony when the CD/DVD Mark Schultz Live: A Night of Stories & Songs was named Long Form Music Video of the Year. Mark recently married Kate. On his newest CD, 'Broken and Beautiful', there is a bonus DVD that shows footage of his recent trip to Mexico Read more on Last.fm. User-contributed text is available under the Creative Commons By-SA License; additional terms may apply.

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