Cambodia (Short Mix) - Pulsedriver/D.R/Ricky Wilde

Written by：Samuel Robert Rivers/William Frederick Durst/John Everett Otto/Wesley Louden Borland

Well he was Thailand based

She was an air force wife

He used to fly weekends

It was the easy life

But then it turned around

And he began to change

She didn't wonder then

She didn't think it strange

But then he got a call

He had to leave that night

He couldn't say too much

But it would be alright

He didn't need to pack

They'd meet the next night

He had a job to do

Flying to Cambodia

And as the nights passed by

She tried to trace the past

The way he used to look

The way he used to laugh

I guess she'll never know

What got inside his soul

She couldn't make it out

Just couldn't take it all

He had the saddest eyes

The girl had ever seen

He used to cry some nights

As though he lived a dream

And as she held him close

He used to search her face

Although she knew the truth

Lost inside Cambodia

But then a call came through

They said he'd soon be home

She had to pack a case

And they would make a rendez-vous

But now a year has passed

And not a single word

And all the love she knew

Has disappeared out in the haze

Cambodia don't cry now no tears now

And now the years have passed

With not a single word

But there is only one thing left

I know for sure

She won't see his face again