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 'CROSS
THE SHIFTING SANDS
AND ROOM FOR
EVERYONE LIVING
IN THE PROMISELAND
SO THEY CAME
FROM A DISTANT ISLE
NAMELESS WOMAN
FAITHLESS CHILD
LIKE A BAD DREAM
UNTIL THERE WAS
NO ROOM AT ALL
NO PLACE TO RUN
AND NO PLACE TO FALL
GIVE US YOUR
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 'CROSS
THE SHIFTING SANDS
AND ROOM FOR
EVERYONE LIVING
IN THE PROMISELAND
AND ROOM FOR
EVERYONE LIVING
IN THE PROMISELAND