Water trickles down beneath my feet
Trickles down beneath my feet I stand
Deep within love I stand
Mortals in the harbor don't make a sound
And in my beauty stagger
Deep within love I stand
Eastern light it warms my crown
Handing freedom back to man
Deep within love I stand
Artist painters come to me
Bring your painter's brush and you'll be free
Deep within love I stand
Children arrive and on my stone steps stand
Released into my image of green
Give me your tired your poor
Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free
Deep within love I stand
Wretched refuse from your teaming shore
Send these the homeless tempest tossed to me
I lift my lamp beside the golden door
I lift my lamp beside the golden door
I lift my lamp beside the golden door