Iowa - Alli Rogers
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
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
I don't know how to leave you behind
I still a part man that always be
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
Iowa
Iowa after harvest
I don't know how to leave you
I don't know how
I don't know