See ya when you come home…

As the wind blows east,

I watch the sunrise,

As the wind blows east,

I humble with pride,

It is his duty calling,

Taking him on a plane,

Leaving land of birth,

To the shores so far away,

Is not battle going,

Guarding just the same,

Protecting our interest,

Soldiering is not a game,

As the wind blows east,

I watch my son rise,

As the wind blows east,

My chest fills with pride,