There’s a place beyond the hill
where the hopes still remain
there’s some righteous in the town
waiting for the time to back, again
Praise for America…
we still believe
praise for a brand new day
we’re still here…
In the land of hopes and dreams
Winter has not fallen yet
and the beauty of a smile
that is ready to pull down the walls…
Praise for America…
we still believe
praise for a brand new day
we’re still here…
America…
we’re still here…
we still believe…
© Words & Music by Ian Lints
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