Woorden: Linda Eder. I Never Knew His Name.

I never knew his name, as he called to me
Pleading with his eyes, suddenly so wise
Trying not to cry
Now he?s gone and I never knew his name

I've seen his kind before rising to his fall
God, he was so young like a song half sung
Interrupted by someone just as shy
Who never knew his name

The true cost of honor is suddenly too clear
It measures too full and dear

He always looks the same dressed in blue or gray
All the life he?ll miss, girls he?ll never kiss
Things he?ll never try
Unaware that I never knew his name

I never knew his name, guess it?s just as well
So I do my part, hiding from my heart
Whispering goodbye
Thanking God that I never knew his name