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Track Nine: Una Bella
For seven years, I’ve seen a lot of trees
I’ve seen a lot of big rigs
up and down the street
If I move out to the west coast
would you move there with me?
My health, my hope, my heart, my pride
It is on the line, each and every single day
Why won’t you hold my hand?
Why won’t you sing?
Why won’t you buy my records when you hear them?
una bella sorca
I take my time on every line, but sometimes
They don’t come for months and I feel like I failed.
I’d rather take 40 years if it means
I can say what I feel, and nothing else
I wanna spend my remaining years doing what I love
and what I feel, and loving those around me
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