My one desire to honour what I came here
For
My one desire to face the truth
But underneath I knew the danger I was in
My enemy would make his move
Dealing with a promise I was made
Memories of home begin to fade
So long alone though I'm
With thousands every day
My one desire to journey home
To see my son, to see a mother so betrayed
A cruel hand to take the throne
Dealing with a promise I was made
Memories of home begin to fade
How many wars have I to battle
And how many lives through the years
How many times have I to be betrayed
And how many times through the years
Hopes and fears, blood and tears