"Somewhere In The Pacific"

Copyright 1998, Don McAvoy

Published by McAvoy Music Productions, Inc. (ASCAP)

610-630-1536

Administered by The Harry Fox Agency, Inc.

Lyrics reprinted by permission. All rights reserved.

Dear Ones, through the mist I see freedom

And a land for dreams to come true

Our uniform are soaked in sweat and ocean

Days remain uncounted, furloughs over due (CHR)

CHR. Red for sacrifice

White for all the love

Blue for our skies and our God up above

Stars for who we are

Stripes long may we run

Eagle fly higher, keep your people one

Your pictures freeze moments

We had the times so we can cherish them

Here's hoping the future' like the past

So that we maybe together once again

I want so much more than this

It's mine when this tour of duty's through

I wave to you, if only in thought

Then I pull myself up again [CHR.]

Duty's calling, time goes fast and then so slow

I don't know where we're heading

So I'm signing this -"Somewhere in the Pacific"

Love, Leo (CHR)