Singing America

Up in the morning
'Tis still so dark outside
I think I hear the door-bell ring
And for a minute I try to hide
Then I remember....
This is America, here I don't 've to wait for none
This is America, where I 've gotta wake up the Sun!!!

This ain't my home
This ain't that Holy Land.
This certainly ain't Rome
There ain't no Gold in this Sand
But I wonder.....
This is America, here I feel I can reach up so high
This is America, where I 've gotta touch the sky!!

What about friends?
I have the one closest to my heart
Who's gonna be with me till my life ends
Who's been with me right from the start
It does matter...
This is America, here my solitude and I are in love
This is America, where I can kiss the Heavens above!!!

This is America
This is America
Where I sing my own Song
This is America
This is America
It seems to me I 've been here since so long

This is America
This is America
Here I see a brand new dream
This is America
This is America
Where I gained back my lost self-esteem.

This is America
This is America
Yeah here I wake up the Sun
This is America
This is America
But No, This ain't my home

Siddartha Pamulaparty
Dt 15 Nov 2006

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