You'll sleep soon, try to dream Don't you worry about a thing He'll be home before you know Don't you worry, it's only two years away Till you'll see the only remains of your family And as the moon douses upon my window I wonder where you've been crawling in And then you'll see this is tearing me Apart like the razor blade, yeah So here we are face to face We're on, ah, neither side of the plexigla** gate And the look in your eye seems so dry To see that I missed you for all this time