In the heat of night we were taken from our homes
Jerusalem was burning, all our memories had been stoned
Fingers scabbed from crawling, bloody to the quick
Lead across the desert till the weaker ones grew sick
Let our stories live as we journey on
Let our stories live as we sing out our song
Tell our wives we love them
Tell our sons be strong
Tell our friends we'll miss them
Where we go we don't belong
Tell our fathers sorry
Tell them we were wrong
We'll make our mothers proud
As we sing our captive song
Dizzy from the sunlight that cascaded on our heads
We were lead between the city walls our enemies had bred
Up and down the streets where the beggar children wept
They told us not to fear for our lives would be well kept
Let our stories live as we journey on
Let our stories live as we sing out our song
Tell our wives we love them
Tell our sons be strong
Tell our friends we'll miss them
Where we go we don't belong
Tell our fathers sorry
Tell them we were wrong
We'll make our mothers proud
As we sing our captive song
We'll see the sun as we sing out our song
We'll journey onward
We'll see the sun as we sing out our song
We'll journey onward
We'll see the sun as we sing out our song
We'll journey onward
We'll see the sun as we sing out our song