作曲:Ricky Wilde,Marty Wilde
作词:Ricky Wilde,Marty Wilde
Cambodia
Well he was kind of bass
She was an airforce wife
He used to fly weekends was the easy life
But then he turned around and he began to change
She didn't wonder then she didn't think it strange
But then he got a call he had to leave that night
He couldn't say too much but it would be alright
He didn't need to pack they meet the next night
He had a job to do
Flying to cambodia
To the end
And as the nights passed by
She tried to trace the past
The way he used to look
The way he used to laugh
I guess she'll never know what got inside his soul
She couldn't make it out just couldn't take it all
He had the saddest eyes the girl had ever seen
He used to cry some nights as though he lived the dream
And as she held him close
He used to search her face
As though she knew the truth
Lost in psychomonia
To the end