I am a woman
I am a gift
I stand on the edge of promise so you know where it is
Give me your tired and poor
Trying to be free
Oh huddled masses just asking for mercy
Bring them all to me
I am the woman you make of me in the heart land

I am a vision
Words on a page
Born from the high hopes of my ancestor’s rage
I have grave mistakes still to be known
I am the dreams of believers that we were like blood from a stone
I am the vision you seed alone in the heart land

Call on me
Break me down
And build me back up from these charnel grounds
And fight for me to stay alive
That’s the only way we survive in the heartland

In the Heartland
In the heartland
In the Heartland