Testi Soundtracks :: G

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, ah ah, America



Last saw your face in a watercolour 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



And these are the hands, that built America

Hand... America... / Oh-ah-ahh



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

(Dream-oh, no no yeah)

(Lord dream, oh no)



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

(Washington tree, Washington tree now)

These are the hands that built America

Ah America

Ah America