This is my country, these are my friends
Here is the place my journey ends
I stand before you, my heart in my hand
A refugee in my homeland
I did my best, I fought my war
I've seen enough to want no more
May I lay my weary baggage down
To walk inside your door
Send out the word
That I have returned
My face is lined with lessons learned
I thought my day was almost done
But here I am
Your prodigal son
Ooh-ah, ooh-ah, ooh-ah, ooh-ah, ooh-ah
These are my people, this is my street
And here's the bar where the old boys meet
You run towards me, a smile on your face
And then I feel your warm embrace
I travel far in search of gold
Too many nights out in the cold
You're the only hope I held on to
When every dream was sold
Send out the word that I have returned
My face is lined with lessons learned
I thought my day was almost done
But here I am
Here I am
So send out the word that I have returned
My face is lined with lessons learned
I thought my day was almost done
But here I am
Your prodigal son
But here I am
So glad to be home
But here I am

But here I am
So glad to be home

So glad to be home
But here I am
But here I am
Thank you.