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
I last saw your face in a watercolour sky
As sea birds argued a long goodbye
As sea birds argued a long goodbye
I took your kiss on the spray of the new line star
You gotta live with your dreams
Don't make them so hard
Its early fall
There's a cloud on the New York skyline
Innocence dragged across a yellow line
These are the hands that built America
U2
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