I thought I knew you inside and out. But lately I've been having some doubts. We're always out of sync, feels like we're right on the brink, of a flash flood of tears.

He was just 19, a raw Marine, no fear that I could see. We were paired in a hole, survival the goal, and he took every word I said dead seriously. (Possibly chorus). I'll carry you. I'll teach you everything I know. I'll carry you. Until your safely on your own. I'll carry you should you get hurt, do my best to make sure you go home alive. Failing that if it's the last thing I do, to bring you out and send you back, "I'll Carry You"

He was just 19...a raw Marine...no fear that I could see. Paired up in a hole...survival was the goal...and he took everything I said dead seriously.