Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Way Back Home, artist - Rod Stewart. Date of issue: 22.10.2015
Song language: English
Way Back Home |
| 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’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 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 its back against the wall |
| Like a wide-eyed schoolboy I hang on with the war |
| 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…» |