You had a dream when you were a boy
that one day you'd grow to be a toy soldier
that they'd give you a big gun
that you'd hunt down the enemy
that if you had to die it was for the one you loved.
So now you’re grown
and you leave me here to cry all alone
because I will never have my toy soldier
for hes off playing in this evil war
a war he is not fighting for me.
I love you my soldier
and I'm proud of you too
but its time to come home
time to stop chasing that silly dream of yours
to stop hunting before you’re the hunted
before you die and not for the one you love.
