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