No better friend, no better love.
A bad boy yet a good man
Strong inside and out, with a gentle heart and hand.
Too easy it is to fall for him, and see your future in his eyes.
Not worrying then of times to come, not thinking of goodbyes.
So there you stand with dog tags on, worn close around your neck.
Waving goodbye to him and praying, for the day that bus comes back.
Then its lonely nights in bed, waiting for the phone to ring.
Dreaming of the times you've had, remembering everything.
You wait for letters sent by him, and cherish every word he writes.
Reading them each over again, to help get through the lonesome nights.
You wake up to midnight phone calls, to hear how he has been
And say I love you enough times to last, until you talk to him again.
You do your best to tough it out
Without a shoulder on which to lean.
Smiling while thinking of how it feels
To fall in love with your Marine!