This is the land I love
Graced by the hand of a caring God
Now as the world keep on changing I ask myself
Is this still valid now - is it alive and well?
Is it the sun that hide - behind a dark and moody sky
I wonder if anything matters - for worse or for better
Is someone still there at the steering wheel?
We just keep hanging on - stay in place and wait for the sun
We just keep hanging on - knowing well there is nowhere to run
I'm from a time when life was good
Now there's a hostile neighbourhood
People just rise their fences a few more inches
And selfdefense now comes at any expense
Is it the sun that won't shine - behind those dark and moody skies
It seems like those nights getting darker while we're drifting apart
Is someone still there at the steering wheel?
We just keep hanging on - stay in place and wait for the sun
We just keep hanging on - knowing well there is nowhere to run