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• Artiste: Emmylou Harris
• Titre: Bobbie's Gone
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(Emmylou Harris) Beneath her clothes her heart is breaking Spends her mornings making lines Though her pain is real and aching All she owns are borrowed lines Doesn't know which side to be on Though she's trying every door Only needs the floor she sleeps on All she asks is a little more time Bobbie's gone to California I won't see her anymore Bobbie's gone to California Like she did the year before And the year before The day she left her shirt was clinging To her back wet with rain I watched her leave heard her singing A song she wrote when Christmas came Bobbie's young but getting older The face she shows is not her own Winter's near it's getting colder California's called her home again Bobbie's gone to California I won't see her anymore Bobbie's gone to California Like she did the year before And the year before The mirror gives back no reflection Of shadow she will not see It understands she needs protection Of what she swears she has to be Bobbie's nights are empty tables Hold her 'til she's made to leave Bobbie's dreams are empty fables She makes herself believe To be free Sometimes she cried because of visions Of what she loved had all been sold There's not much left no one to listen To the echoes that she holds How could I tell her when she's fading She run out of a place to be There will be no one waiting For the poetry of her soul I won't see her anymore Bobbie's gone to California Like she did the year before And the year before