Hope you're a God it's your turn to pray
Hope you've a God it's your turn to pray
Light on the hill so far away
Light on the hill so far away

Boy where are you now with skin so brown get out of town
Star of hope, star of glory
Shine upon this half-made man
To himself he begs, steals or borrows
But you won't be seeing him again
Howl where you are now words fly around get out of town

Star of hope, star of glory
Shine upon me if you can
To myself there's no tomorrow
You won't be seeing me again...