Sinsull, Powerful images.I can't make it through out loud yet, perhaps by Getaway? I'm not sure my verses fit, but heres a few more

Oh Johnny, dear Johnny
Each night I sit and talk
As if from the next room
In you would walk
But your voice doesn't answer
Sounds echo soft and low
I must go where love leads me
No, my love no

Your sister the guardsman
Shipped out just yeasterday
And before she left
She bade me to stay
She bade me to stay
With the ones you both love so
Yet I want to go to love,
No, my love no.