Brothers lyrics
by Dean Brody
The house was like a tomb
I was hiding in my room
As my brother made his way on down the hall
I didn't want to say goodbye
And I was trying to deny there was a war
And that he got the call
I watched him from my window
Walking down the drive
Then I ran down the stairway
Through the front door and I cried
You come back you hear?
And I let him see my tears
I said I'll give you my rookie of DiMaggio
I'll do anything you want
Clean your room, or wash your car
I'll do anything so long as you don't go
But he said, this is what brothers are for
Well I have my heroes
But the one I love the most
Taught me how to hunt and swing a bat
And I wrote him every night
I said I miss our pillow fights
But lately I just wonder where you're at