George Morgan Enemy
The work day's done it's time to go home
It's time to make decisions I must make alone
For there's a battlefield between my home and me
And I must pass directly by the enemy
There's flashing lights straight ahead
The neon signs of the barrooms turn the sky blood red
I search for strenght inside of me
I'm passing through the homeland of the enemy
Like a dreaming man I'm in an open door
Then all the faded faces remind me I'm at war
I turn to leave and tremble when I see
The waiting patient eyes of the enemy
Their eyes shine brike they strike me blind
It's too late to run away surrenders on my mind
There's tears at home by now she's missin' me
She'll know I'm in the arms of the enemy
