Must I be bound to leave your side?
When all my heart is begging me to bide
And every step takes me further from your door.
Will I see thee more,
Will I see thee more?

Shield me from the burning sky
The blinding storms around me fly
A host of poppies, gathered in great store
Will I see thee more,
Will I see thee more?

And all the Queen's horses and all of her men
Cannot put the world together again
Another war to end all war

Will I see thee more,
Will I see thee more?

And if peace comes, then let it be soon
November rain, the empty tomb
Christian soldiers marching as to war
Will I see thee more,
Will I see thee more?

 

And all the Queen's horses and all of her men
Cannot put the world together again
Another war to end all war
Will I see thee more,
Will I see thee more?

 

Must I be bound to leave your side,
When all thy heart is begging me to bide
And every step's still further from your door
Will I see thee more,
Will I see thee more?

And all the Queen's horses and all of her men
Cannot put the world together again
Another war to end all war
Will I see thee more,
Will I see thee more?

 

 

And all the Queen's horses and all of her men
Cannot put the world together again
Another war to end all war

(I think they've told us all of this before)
Will I see thee more,
Will I see thee more?

 

 

Will I see thee more,
Will I see thee more?

Will I see thee more?