Bobbie Gentry Natural To Be Gone
You don't know me where I live My tracks may soon go everywhere Because there aint no other place for them to go Where I dwell outside of now For me that's really hard to say Like sometimes I'm not really sure I even know What's the difference being different When it's difference now that looks alike You say I'm changing, I'm not sure that's wrong It's just the centerline on this highway Runs up my guitar neck And I feel somehow that it's natural to be gone What crazy patterns do we follow Sittin' knee to knee upon some riverbank Somewhere at suppertime The evening air is moving like molasses Towards sticky night So easy as I as I press your hand in mind You seem a little colder When I say I must be leaving What an ugly way for us to let it end What's the use in being worried 'Cause I'm goin' in an hour When the time is running out that we could spend What's the difference being different When it's difference now that looks alike You say I'm changing, I'm not sure that's wrong It's just the centerline on this highway Runs up my guitar neck And I feel somehow that it's natural to be gone There's no season in my mind That I can count on for an answer I've dug to many holes expecting snow I'm not sure to where I'm headed How I'll ride and who I'm with If I'll return or when I think that I might go What's the difference being different When it's difference now that looks alike You say I'm changing, I'm not sure that's wrong It's just the centerline on this highway Runs up my guitar neck And I feel somehow that it's natural to be gone
