Heroes, Saints, and Angels

P. D. Kai Swigart © 2004

So far away, where has my angel drifted,
On the winds of war, across the sea,
Her wings were scarred, by ignorance and hatred,
Will she ever find her way back home to me?
They sacrifice and they pay the price for me,
They are the heroes, saints, and angels of a land called free,
They leave their husbands, wives, and kids for you and me,
They are the heroes, saints, and angels of a land called free.
My Daddy’s gone, why did he have to leave me?
He gave his life for what he believed.
We miss him bad, and we’ll be proud forever.
Won’t you sing my Daddy’s song with my Mom and me.
They sacrifice and they pay the price for me.
They are the heroes, saints, and angels of a land called free.
They leave their husbands, wives, and kids for you and me.
They are the heroes, saints, and angels of a land called free.
Sometimes we take for granted all the things you do.
We stand united as we praise and honor you.
My husband’s lost, they say he’s missing somewhere,
With a broken heart, I cry myself to sleep,
But my faith is strong, and I’ll keep on believin’
‘Cause I’m a woman, proud and strong, and my love runs deep.
They sacrifice and they pay the price for me.
They are the heroes, saints, and angels of a land called free.
They leave their husbands, wives, and kids for you and me.
They are the heroes, saints and angels of a land called free.