In Teheran he was born, that's where it began
For a twelve year old boy in the land of Iran
Raised in a land that hated him so
You can feel it in the streets everywhere you go
History's repeating itself, yes it's true
Once again the victims of oppression are the Jews
Ezra comes home from school with tears in his eyes
His parents hold him close and tell him not to cry
Chorus:
Don't fear, my dear son
There's a G-d above who's one
He'll see you through
He'll take care of you, my boy
They came into his school just the other
They were looking for a Jewish boy to take away
To the battlefront to be never seen again
They pointed at Ezra - it was him they wished to send
Ezra went on running past him down the hall
Unheeding to the angry shouts and calls
Where he run to where could he go
The words he had heard echoed in his soul
Chorus:
Don't fear, my dear son
There's a G-d above who's one
He'll see you through
He'll take care of you, my boy
Ducked into an alleyway stayed there half the night
His clothes were torn to shreds, his soul was torn in fright
Came home before dawn, the time was getting late
"The only thing to do, my son, is to escape"
On horseback, running through the mountain side
By night he flees, by day he tries to hide
He's getting closer now the border he can see
Ezra's thinking, "Soon I will be free"
Cross the border, disappear from sight
As the dawn slowly broke the night
Just a boy on horseback, all alone
Thinking of the ones he left back home
Chorus:
Don't fear, my dear son
There's a G-d above who's one
He saw you through
He'll take care of you, my boy
Chorus:
Don't fear, my dear son
There's a G-d above who's one
He saw you through
And He'll take care of you, my boy