Had it all one day
Threw it all away
Took my leave with no goodbye
Bought some company
Bragged how we were free
Laughed and looked death in the eye
Even far away
In a foreign place
Where the hunger gnawed my soul
Still my heart would long
For love’s old sweet song
And a fire when the nights were cold
There’s a road somewhere
There’s an open door
There’s a hill where the green grass grows
There’s a family feast
Where there’s joy and peace
Goin’ back to a place called Hope
Fickle friends are gone
Wasted years are long
And regret can bring you low
But there’s a swift embrace
There’s amazing grace
There’s a place where lost sons go
There’s a road somewhere
There’s an open door
There’s a hill where the green grass grows
There’s a family feast
Where there’s joy and peace
Goin’ back to a place called Hope
Goin’ back to a place called Hope
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