Son of a Refugee

We have no time to grab our things
What can we carry is what we will bring
To our new home, my parents say
This killing land, we cannot stay
So we went to campground tents
Purgatory is where we were sent
Take me away from this enemy
I'm just the son of a refugee

We've been here many weeks
Like a baby floating down the Nile Creek
Waiting for some giving hand
Open gates to a promised land
No one wants to pick us up
So we'll keep sipping from this empty cup
Take me away from the enemy
I'm just the son of a refugee

Our day had come for us to go
We flew away to a world that's snowed
Finally I'll have my own bed
Where I'd feel safe to rest my head
But we get there and they said I'd kill
I was one of them they believed still
Well I am not the enemy
I'm just the son of a refugee

I don't know if I feel safe
These people go by a hateful faith
A faith and fear that I'd do harm
I'm not the one bearing arms
Take me back to that desert tent
I do not like where I was sent
I am not the enemy
I'm just the son of a refugee

Take me away from these enemies
I'm just the son of a refugee