i was just a little boy without care i remember looking up and seeing you there i never wandered too far from your sight cause all the love i needed was there in your eyes we grew up in a war torn zone city with a cast iron wind broken lives darkened streets and twisted steel but around our house the sky seemed so blue and on a wing and prayer we just muddled through and we always kept the laughter and the smile upon our face in that good old fashion british way with pride and faultless grace i shall never forget those childhood days for as long as i shall live and i ll always find my way back always find my way back home tell me what is was that made our family strong as our defiant little island weathered the storm there s never seemed enough on my plate you said be grateful say grace don t complain how can i ever thank you for the lessons that i ve learned and the precious warmth and comfort that i ve felt at every turn and the roses sacrifice their lives for freedom and for peace i will always find my way back always find my way back home  i ll hear your stories operation burning skies and a nation with its back against the wall like a wild eyed school boy i hang on every word stories i was too young to recall and we always kept the laughter and the smile upon our face in that good old fashion british way with pride and faultless grace i shall never forget those childhood days for as long as i shall live and i ll always find my way back always find my way back and we always kept the laughter and the smile upon our face in that good old fashion british way with pride and faultless grace i shall never forget those childhood days for as long as i shall live and i ll always find my way back always find my way back home we fight on the beaches we fight on the landing grounds we fight in the fields and in the streets we fight in the hills we shall never surrender