That Man I Shot

That man I shot, He was trying to kill me He was trying to kill me He was trying to kill me That man I shot I didn’t know him I was just doing my job, maybe so was he That man I shot, I was in his homeland I was there to help him but he didn’t want me there I did not hate him, I still don’t hate him He was trying to kill me and I had to take him down That man I shot, I still can see him When I should be sleeping, tossing and turning He’s looking at me, eyes looking through me Break out in cold sweats when I see him standing there That man I shot, shot not in anger There’s no denying it was in self-defense But when I close my eyes, I still can see him I feel his last breath in the calm dead of night That man I shot, He was trying to kill me He was trying to kill me, He was trying to kill me Sometimes I wonder if I should be there? I hold my little ones until he disappears I hold my little ones until he disappears I hold my little ones until we disappear And I’m not crazy or at least I never was But there’s this big thing that can’t get rid of That man I shot did he have little ones That he was so proud of that he won’t see grow up? Was walking down his street, maybe I was in his yard Was trying to do good I just don’t understand