It's my decision, I'm gonna be the man   Smash the television and take a stand   And it's my opinion, you could use a hand   Smash the indecision and take my hand   On this caravan into the promised land      It's my communion, I'm down on my knees   You've got to pray for our union and believe in me...   I'm asking for your hand into the promised land      When he met her she was just 19, and everything was right   On the way back home they stopped and kissed   On a cold November night   Five years on he bought a ring   Almost to the day   A year went by she gave it back   Nothing left to say      And it's my confusion, that's tearing me apart   And your disillusion burns inside my heart   I've been tried and convicted   You're sending me away   I'll have the last inscription   On judgement day...   One more lonely man in a foreign land