Songwriter: Jesse Lee Knutowski
I woke up,had my mornin' coffee,read the daily news.
Headline read, 11 more dead, in the streets of Baghdad.
Oh, it makes me wonder, really makes me wonder,
is this the only way to freedom?
So, I said a prayer for the fallen heroes,
I said a prayer for the soldiers who died.
Said a prayer that night.
Back home there's a little baby girl'
who's never gonna know her daddy.
His wife sits cryin' on the phone,
she's all alone.
All her plans have come to naught,
all her dreams are shattered.
All she's got left are sweet memories
So say a prayer for the fallen heroes,
and say a prayer for the people left behind.
Say a prayer tonight.
Back in Baghdad, a little boy stands barefoot in the streets.
All that's left of his home, is a pile of stone.
Tears run down his cheeks, and his stomach's empty.
Don't know what he's gonna do, or where he's gonna go,no.
So, say a prayer for the fallen heroes,
and say a prayer for the leaders of the world,
Say a prayer tonight!