Nelly Furtado - Trynna Finda Way
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I left my heart in San Francisco with some club kids on a crowded street
somewhere
The sky was red and he said,
"would you like to come be a part of my North American Dream?"
I could try to chase life down, down the street and I'd find the separation
of fact and fiction
I'm tryin' a find a way
I'm tryin' a find a right
And if I budge I just might
I'm tryin' a find a way
I'm tryin' a find a right
And if I budge I just might
I left my conscience somewhere with my rythym
I heard about it from the mouth of a man
He was hopping some trains and combing the land
Looking for a lover (kiss) planted in the east
Trying to run from the dreaded fist beast
And it lies, it lies in the picket fence call