He was born in Ohio five years before me And I came to rely on him at only fourteen I wanted to love him unconditionally But he wasn't the man that I thought him to be He forgot what it felt like to lose his home And the land he'd worked so hard to win on his own He lit up Atlanta just to watch it burn I could still see the fire in his eyes when he returned But where is the man I sent off to war The one I'm still waiting for On the way down to Georgia from the north to the south Already the victor, he wouldn't put it out With his name in the headlines, a hero at war He kept burning and burning all the way to the shore And I forgot how to love him like I know I could Cause an army of fire just can't do any good When he got to Savannah where the moon hung low In the garden at midnight something got to his soul He said hold your fire, leave this one alone Put down your torches, move on He won Carolina but we both paid the cost Trying to hold on something we had already lost Where is the man I sent off to war The one I'm still waiting for