This isn't a song about joy or sorrow I'm taking that plane to Albuquerque tomorrow I want you to watch me leave 'Cause I'll never come back I found an old letter in my backyard Must have floated over here from the second world war I'm shooting the breeze Reading it from top to tail The note begins sweetly with a kiss to his baby As it moves on down to his friends in the navy Then his widow's darling face He sketched in coal Sometimes our world seems one in the same But sometimes you're so different I forget your name Don't follow me or I'll be forced to lose myself Baby, this song Is for somebody else The soldier's handwriting is hard to read in this light I can see him in a bunker scribbling all through the night As the blood drips down his hand He starts to cry He never got to finish that one last thought He was signing his name when he was fatally shot I could see the marks he made As his hand went cold So I braced myself as I told you the truth And you told me you loved me more than I ever knew You yelled at me to leave So I'd be gone Sometimes our world seems one in the same But sometimes you're so different I forget your name Don't follow me or I'll be forced to lose myself Baby, this song Is for somebody else This isn't a song about you or me It's some kind of message even I couldn't see And it's hard to tell you What that really means Some poor man with an 18-year-old heart Came home to his baby on an old wooden cart And she never got his letter I will find a way Look in my face and you can see what I feel I'm going after something that is much more real But just tell me I shouldn't go And I'll stay right here Sometimes our world seems one in the same But sometimes you're so different I forget your name Don't follow me or I'll be forced to lose myself Baby, this song Is for somebody else This song Is for somebody else Baby, this song Is for somebody else