The Hands That Built America

Oh my love, it's a long way we've come
From the freckled hills, to the steel and glass canyons
From the stony fields, to hanging steel from the sky
From digging in our pockets, for a reason not to say goodbye

These are the hands that built America
Ah, America

Last saw your face, in a water colour sky
As seabirds argue, a long goodbye
I took your kiss on the spray of the new land star
You gotta live in your dreams, don't make them so hard, oh

And these are the hands that built America
Ah, America

Of all of the promises, is this one we could keep?
Of all of the dreams, is this one still out of reach?

Halle, ole

It's early fall, there's a cloud on the New York skyline
Innocence, dragged across a yellow line

These are the hands that built America
These are the hands that built America
Ah, America
Ah, America