I saw her from a distance
As she walked up to the wall
In her hand, she held some flowers
As her tears began to fall
And she took out pen and paper
As to trace her memories
She looked up to heaven
And the words she said were these
She said, "Lord, my boy was special, and he meant so much to me
And though I'd love to see him just one more time, you see
All I have are the memories and the moments to recall
So Lord, could you tell him, he's more than a name on a wall?"
She said, "He really missed the family
And being home on Christmas day
And he died for God and Country
In a place so far away"
"I remember just a little boy
Playing war since he was three
Lord, this time I know
He's not coming home to me"
She said, "Lord, my boy was special, and he meant so much to me
And though I'd love to see him, but I know it just can't be
So I thank you for my memories and the moments to recall
But Lord, could you tell him, he's more than a name on a wall?"
Lord, could you tell him
He's more than a name on a wall?
