He was beggin' by the mini-mart|Who'd guessed he had a purple heart|Scars underneath his bearded chin|Betcha don't remember him|'Cause you were runnin' twenty minutes late|An' he was only gettin' in your way|But when you brushed by that wounded soul|Last Thursday afternoon|You met somebody who would die for you||Phone rang at eight last night|Who'd call at such a crazy time?|Gettin' kids into bath and bed|Can't talks about all he said|All he wanted was a Saturday|Mornin' conversation down at Bakers' Cafe|You weren't thinkin' when you told your dad|Try back in a week or two|But you heard somebody who would die for you||[:: CHORUS ::]|Somebody who cared so much|They'd gladly give it all up|If that's what they had to do|Runs deeper than flesh and blood|Heaven knows no greater love|Than the sacrifice they made|To see you through|Somebody who would die for you||Just another Colorado day|Mornin' practice for a high school play|But out of nowhere the bullets came fast|Shattered more than the library class|They asked her if she believed in your name|An' she didn't even hesitate|God I can't help but wonder if|I'd been in her shoes|Would I'd be|Somebody who would die for you||Somebody who cared so much|They'd gladly give it all up|If that's what they had to do|Runs deeper than flesh and blood|Heaven knows no greater love|Than the sacrifice you made to see us through|Your son died for me|Would I be|Somebody who would die for you|