I was just a little boy without care
I remember looking up and seeing you there
I never wandered too far from your sight
'Cause all the love I needed was there in your eyes
We grew up in a war-torn city with a cast iron wind
Broken lives, darkened streets, and twisted steel
But around our house the sky seems so blue
And on a wing and a prayer, we just muddled through
And we always kept the laughter and the smile upon our face
In that good, old-fashioned British way, with pride and faultless grace
I shall never forget those childhood days for as long as I shall live
And I'll always find my way back
Always find my way back home
Tell me what it was that made our family strong
As our defiant little island weathered the storm
There never seemed enough on my plate
You said, "Be grateful, say grace, don't complain"
How can I ever thank you for the lessons that I've learned
And the precious warmth and comfort that I felt at every turn?
And for those who sacrificed their lives for freedom and for peace
I will always find my way back
Always find my way back home
I'll hear your stories, operation burning skies
And a nation with its back against the wall
Like a wide-eyed school boy I hang on every word
Stories I was too young to recall
And we always kept the laughter and the smile upon our face
In that good, old-fashioned British way, with pride and faultless grace
I shall never forget those childhood days for as long as I shall live
And I'll always find my way back
Always find my way
And we always kept the laughter and the smile upon our face
In that good, old-fashioned British way, with pride and faultless grace
I shall never forget those childhood days for as long as I shall live
And I'll always find my way back
Always find my way back home
"We shall fight on the beaches
We shall fight on the landing grounds
We shall fight in the fields, and in the streets
We shall fight in the hills
We shall never surrender"