It's been two long years since I started on this road longing for that place I call my home and in the battlefield, in the sun, and in the sand I will never forget my home land It's a long road, and you're waiting at the gates for me Standing on this battle ground, I see my Father before carrying the cross I should have bore so for him I will run the race marked out before me because His stripes have set me free It's been two long years since I started on this road longing for that place I call my home and in the battlefield, in the sun, and in the sand I will never forget my home land It's a long road, and you're waiting at the gates for me Standing on this battle ground, I see my Father before carrying the cross I should have bore so for him I will run the race marked out before me because His stripes have set me free