Give Us Your Tired And Weak And We Will Make Them Strong Bring Us
Your Foreign Songs And We Will Sing Along Leave Us Your Broken Dreams
We'll Give Them Time To Mend
There's Still A Lot Of Love Living In The Promiseland
Living In The Promiseland Our Dreams Are Made Of Steel
The Prayer Of Every Man Is To Know How Freedom Feels
There Is A Winding Road Across The Shifting Sand
And Room For Everyone Living In The Promiseland
So They Came From A Distant Isle Nameless Woman,
Faitheless Child Like A Bad Dream Until There Was No Room At All
No Place To Run, And No Place To Fall Give Us Our Daily Bread
We Have No Shoes To Wear No Place To Call Our Home Only
This Cross To Bear We Are The Multitudes
Lend Us A Helping Hand Is There No Love Anymore Living In The Promiseland
Living In The Promiseland Our Dreams Are Made Of Steel
The Prayer Of Every Man Is To Know How Freedom Feels
There Is A Winding Road Across The Shifting Sand
And Room For Everyone Living In The Promiseland
