Hope you抮e a God, your turn to pray

Hope you've a God, it's your turn to pray

Light on the hill so far away

The light on the hill is 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



Hope you've a God it's your turn to pray

Hope you've a God it's your turn to pray

Light on the hill is so far away

Sign on the hill says it's the judgment day



Howl, where are you now

Words fly around, get out of town



Star of Hope, star of Glory

Shine upon this half made man

Blinded by, a new tomorrow

You wont be seeing him again



Howl, where are you now

Where skin's so brown, get out of town



Star of Hope, star of Glory

Shining on this a frying pan

To yourself if there's some tomorrow

You wont be needing me again



Star of Hope, star of Glory

Shine upon me if you can

To myself, beg, steal and borrow

You wont be seeing me again