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People change, families grow There are hands I am holding That I didn't know Back when home was a place And I thought that growing up was a phase There are wrinkles on my hands That weren't there When I started making plans And plans change Iowa, I don't know how to leave you Don't know how to tell you goodbye Iowa, I am a field after harvest Sowing under a new sky Iowa My soul is weathered but green When a storm passes over the roots are unseen Until all is laid bare And the hope that I needed was already there Iowa, I don't know how to leave you Don't know how to tell you goodbye Iowa, I am a field after harvest Sowing under a new sky Letras de cancionesIowa There are wrinkles on my hands That weren't there When I started making plans And plans change But you haven't changed Iowa, I don't know how to leave you Don't know how to tell you goodbye Iowa, I am a field after harvest Sowing under a new sky Iowa From Letras Mania