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...