Planes & Postcards (Call On Me)

I heard them say, just the other day,
That you aren't do'n quite the same
Listen close my friend,
I know you think you've seen the end
But a heart doesn't have to break,
You can let it bend

And it pains me to hear this truth
Cuz, I hope you know, I am here for you

So just call on me,
When the world turns ugly
Cuz, I read between the lines you write me
And you may need
Some reminding
But you kept us free; your friends, family and country

Please let me be,
Eyes to help you see
And ears to show you that we are listening
All that we need, is to, help you be free,
From pain and grief and get back to happy

And it pains me to hear this truth
Cuz, I hope you know, I am here for you

So just call on me,
When the world turns ugly
Cuz, I read between the lines you write me
And you may need
Some reminding
But you kept us free; your friends, family and country

I know it may be hard,
To face the world with no guard;
I know you found your scars,
Somewhere between the planes & postcards;
I'll help you win this war
And find the key that locks this door,
So not a minute more
Will your heart be ripped and torn

Just call on me,
When the world turns ugly
Cuz, I read between the lines you write me
And you may need
Some reminding
But you kept us free; your friends, family and country

You kept us free; your friends, family and country