Letters From War Lyrics - Stories & Songs - Mark Schultz

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