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