AltVerse - Coins and Distance

I send it home across the land,
Until I hold them hand in hand.
Counting coins and counting time,
Till they're yours and you are mine.
Someday soon, I walk that road,
Leave behind this heavy load.
See my children run to me, hold my woman finally free.
But tonight I work, tonight I stand,
With their photographs close at hand.
I'm counting coins and counting days,
Through the sweat and tired heads.
Through the sweat and tired heads.