Must I be bound to leave your side
When all my heart is begging me to bide
With every step's still further from your door
And will I see thee more
And will I see thee more
Shield me from the burning sky
The flaming storms around me fly
A host of poppies, gathered in great store
And will I see thee more
And will I see thee more
And all the Queen's horses and all of her men
Could not put the world together again
Another war to end all war
And will I see thee more
And will I see thee more
And if peace comes, then let it be soon
November rain, the empty tomb
Christian soldiers marching as to war
And will I see thee more
And will I see thee more
And all the Queen's horses and all of her men
Could not put the world together again
Another war to end all war
And will I see thee more
And all the Queen's horses and all of her men
Cannot put the world together again
Another war to end all war
When I think they've told us all of this before
And will I see thee more
And will I see thee more