Freedom fighter
Standing on a mountain
In a foreign country
Trying to send a message
To his people
Back in the ghetto
He had a home one time
Love of a girl
But he left that behind
Oh yes I can hear him clearly
As he whispers in the air
His voice came out loud and clear
All he asked for was a prayer
And as he turns to walk away he said

I'm still here in the house of exile
For the love of the nation

Sun went down on the mountain
Birds flew back to their hiding places
Leaving him standing there like a telephone pole
In the still of the night
You and I dream
Dreaming of Romeo & juliet
All he dreams about is the freedom of the nation
When everyman will be equal
In the eyes of the law
As he closes his eyes
For the last time he said again