Story Behind The Song

During Hurricane Katrina, the daily casualties were close to forgotten; my initial intention as the first songwriter was to bring back the subject in a non-political way, and to turn the attention on bringing our boys home.

Song Description

Verses convey the sights, sounds, and smells of the nightmare of wartime, while the chorus conveys the faith and joy of being reunited in his lover's arms.

Lyrics

When He Comes Home to Her

It's been three hundred sixty eight days
and twelve hours since he last saw her face
So the picture of her on her uncle's farm
he keeps in his pocket, close to his heart

He wakes in the morning from a faraway dream
quickly grabs onto his M-16
The horizons a blur in the scorching heat
it's been another long night of almost no sleep
But he's gonna get through this, cause he knows soon


He comes home to her, he'll end his pain
Like a hot summer day blessed with sweet, cool rain
Like the warmth of a fire on a cold winter night
When he?s holding her close everything will be right
When he comes home to her


He puts on his boots and holds the cross he wears
thinks of his buddies in a silent prayer
The things he has seen there have left him numb
So he imagines her face in the warm summer sun
The taste of her lips, the moment when


He comes home to her, he'll end his pain
Like a hot summer day blessed with sweet, cool rain
Like the warmth of a fire on a cold winter night
When he?s holding her close everything will be right
When he comes home

BRIDGE
When he thinks he can't take anymore
he remembers what he's living for - is when

He comes home to her, he'll end his pain
the day he steps off that westbound plane
he's done his duty with honor and pride
now he's gonna greet her with his arms open wide
and hold her so tight
When he comes home to her

It's been three hundred sixty eight days
and twelve hours since he last saw her face