I ain’t afraid, it can’t be that

For I have lived through years of war

And peace that ain't been peaceful yet

And to this day I bear a scar

That cuts me deep: but now, tonight

Alone and tossing in my bed

The scent of you keeps me from sleep

And pounds your name inside my head

For in that bunk I toss and turn

And curse you for your tender face

And wish you gone from out my sight

For till you are it ain't my place

And in the morning, rough and tired

We bicker, snarl and mostly fight

But if you left I’d be afraid

Far more than of the dreamless night

And if I kissed you, took the time

To lose myself amongst those men

The thousands you have serviced here

And called them ‘lover’ – what happens then?

It don’t mean I love you, that I know

It’s just your perfume fills my soul

And I just want to touch your skin

To check that you are real and whole

You ain’t the one I need at all

But I would kill or die for you

You’ve thrown a spell right on me, witch

That I can’t break, that much is true