Way Back Home

Way Back Home - Rod Stewart (羅德·斯圖爾特)

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 zone city with a cast iron wind

Broken lives darken streets and twisted steel

But around our house the sky seems 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 why in wars that made our family strong

As our defiant little island weathered the storm

There 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 learnt

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 give you stories operation burning skies

And our nation with it's back against the wall

Like a wide eyed school boy I hang on with the record

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 should live

And I'll always find my way back

Always find my way

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 should live

And I'll always find my way back

Always find my way back home

We shall fight on the beaches

We shall fight on the landing grounds

We shall fight in the fields and in the streets

We shall fight in the hills we shall never surrender