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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 heartland.
I am a vision
Words on a page
Born from the high hopes
Of my ancestor's rage
I have made 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 heartland.
Call on me, break me down
And build me back up from these charnel grounds
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
In the heartland.
Album More music by Sara Bareilles
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