Dear Mr. Berlin – We sat last evening and listened to the lyrics and music you wrote in the beginning of the century. We learned of two of your favorite songs and we agree. The opening song and closing were our timely take always. We stood for the last song, hands over our hearts and sang along. And I quote…

How Deep is the ocean?–

How much do I love you

I’ll tell you no lie

How deep is the ocean

How high is the sky

How many times in a day

Do I think of you

How many roses are

Sprinkled with dew

How far would I travel

Just to be where you are

How far is the journey

From here to a star

And if I ever lost you

How much would I cry

How deep is the ocean

How high is the sky?
G-d Bless America
G-d bless America, land that I love

Stand beside her and guide her

Through the night with the light from above

From the mountains to the prairies

To the oceans white with foam

G-d bless America, my home sweet home

From the mountains to the prairies

To the oceans white with foam

G-d bless America, my home sweet home

G-d bless America, my home sweet home
So Irving if you could pen us a tune now would you consider writing about how beautiful America was when the political arena was center stage strong and not back alley horrific?