Help is coming. I heard a whisper. White caps turning. Breath of summer. Distant drummin'. Lire birds callin'. Escape the anguish of our past. And pray. Empires crumbling. Callous winter. Fear is running. No longer with us. We sail tomorrow. For Ellis Island. Escape anger of our past. And pray that peace will come at last. And dream. Release the anger of our past. And pray that peace will come at last. And stay. Help is coming. Help is coming. We sail tomorrow. For Ellis Island. Help is coming. Dreams come true. We'll sail tomorrow. Dreams come true. Help is coming