Carrying on my own the dream I always wanted you to know I was just following your car, why did you go to Netherlands? "I've got to learn a style that nearly fight for all my life" You said calm Sitting on a chair I feel like I don't know what's a guitar You're standing opposite to me until we buy America So, will you come with me tonight? Play within our styles And do not worry about the age, you're capable of ache You've got a cello on your back, a "celli" in my mind And you know better how to move You're perfect when you're good