When I had seen you
You were shining like a diamond in that dress
We were young and in love and reckless
We were just two kids
When I went and signed my name

And now here I am
Just a few months later coming home to you
I'm flying with my brothers yeah we fought real hard
We're all packed up and headed home
And if you're reading this there'll come a time real soon
When family, friends and flowers fill the room

And two men with starched white gloves
Fold the colors 'til they touch
It's probably more than I deserve
But I'm proud to get this much
Sending all the love I ever had
Inside this folded flag

Now look at you
You're roundin' out but babe you wear it well
A little boy or girl it's still too soon to tell
Wish I could be there now to hold you both
And if you are reading this you probably about to cry
And running through your head the questions why

As two men with starch white gloves
Fold the colors 'til they touch
It's probably more than I deserve
But I'm proud to get this much
Sending all the love I ever had
Inside this folded flag

And it will sit here on the mantle
For many years to come
And every time you pass it by
I hope you feel my love

Two men with starch white gloves
Fold the colors 'til they touch
It's probably more than I deserve
But I'm proud to get this much
I'm sending all the love I ever had
Inside this folded flag
Sending all the love I ever had
Inside this folded flag Writer/s: Christopher Nyhus, Marty Morgan, Yasmine Van Wilt
Publisher: Bluewater Music Corp.
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