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.. Ahhhh America.. Last saw your face in a water colour sky.. As sea birds argue a long goodbye.. I took your kiss on the spray of the new land star.. You gotta live with your dreams don't make them so hard ohh ohh.. And these are the hands that built America.. Ahhhh 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 sky line.. Innocence dragged across a yellow line.. These are the hands that built America.. These are the hands that built America.. Ahhhh America.. Ahhhh America.