I am a stranger in this land
Though I've lived here since I was born
So much I do not understand
So many dreams that I mourn
In Sunday School we sang of love
Red and Yellow Black and White
But only white came through the door
The only precious in our sight
I can't sing them anymore
Words sung thoughtless by the crowd
Precious memories a mist
Love just a shadow of a cloud
Give me your yearning huddled masses
Your tempest tossed your tired your poor
They'll find freedom an illusion
Locked behind our golden prison door
The spacious Skies are still beautiful
The amber grain still waves
The fruited plains are picked for us
By those we will soon send away
I can't sing them anymore
Words sung thoughtless by the crowd
Precious memories a mist
Love just a shadow of a cloud
Did we ever really believe
In human equality
Red and Yellow Black and Brown
Were always on the other side of town
I can't sing them anymore
Words sung thoughtless by the crowd
Precious memories a mist
Love just a shadow of a cloud
Love just a shadow of a passing cloud