Leaves from the vine, falling so slow.
Like fragile, tiny shells, drifting in the foam.
Little soldier boy, come marching home.
Brave soldier boy, come marching home.

Ash in the snow, falling so slow.
Like fragile, broken hearts, with no place to go.
Little soldier boy, taken from home.
Forced to fight a war, that was not his own.

Little soldier boy, cold and alone.
Brave soldier boy, never made it home.

Leaves from the vines, changing so slow.
Like empty, fallen souls, looking for a home.
Little soldier boy, thought he could soar.
Brave soldier boy, fallen in the war.

My little soldier boy, I need you home.
Brave soldier boy, come marching home.