The Price You Pay for Loving a Seabee
Loving a seabee has a high price to pay.
It's an ache in your heart while he is away.
It's being alone with nothing to hold,
It's being young, yet feeling so old.
It's having him whispering his love to you.
And whispering back that you love him too.
Then comes a kiss and a promise of love,
And knowing that you have been blessed from above.
Then reluctantly, painfully, letting him go.
While your dying inside from wanting him so.
Watching him go, with eyes full of tears.
Standing alone with your hopes, dreams and fears.
It's sending a letter with the stamp upside down,
To a far away love in a far away town.
It's going to church to kneel and pray,
And really meaning the things that you say.
And all the while that he is away,
You just keep on loving him more each day.
That love will bring hope and foster your dreams,
And lift you to Heaven where his love light gleams.
Days go by and there's no mail for a spell,
You wait for some word to hear that he's well.
Then the letter arrives and your given to joy!
You're like a small child with a shiny new toy!
With fingers a-tremble and heart beating fast.
You tear open his letter and read it at last.
Yes! He is well! But he misses you so...
It's filled with the love you've wanted to know.
Weeks are now months, and months are a year.
You wait for the days when you'll have no more fear.
Time passes slowly, yet it's gone very fast,
You're barely aware it is here till it's past.
Yes loving a soldier brings bitterness and fears,
loneliness and sadness, and despondent tears.
Loving a soldier really isn't much fun,
But it's well worth the price when the battle is won.
Remember he's thinking about you every day.
He's sad and he's lonely being so far away.
So love him, and miss him, and hold your head high.
Be strong and have faith, wipe that tear from your eye.
No, he won't be the same when he finally comes home.
He'll be older and wiser than the man that you've known.
But you'll also have changed, being stronger and bolder.
That's the price that you pay for loving a sailor.
(I didn't write this)
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