Emmylou Harris
Bobbie's Gone

(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, 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 till 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...


Mirror lyrics:

And the year before...
Like she did the year before
Bobbie's gone to California
I won't see her anymore

For the poetry of her soul.
There will be no one waiting
She run out of a place to be
How could I tell her when she's fading

To the echoes that she holds.
There's not much left no one to listen
Of what she loved had all been sold
Sometimes she cried because of visions

She makes herself believe to be free.
Bobbie's dreams are empty fables
Hold her till she's made to leave
Bobbie's nights are empty tables

Of what she swears she has to be.
It understands she needs protection
Of shadow she will not see
The mirror gives back no reflection

Like she did the year before and the year before.
Bobbie's gone to California
I won't see her anymore
Bobbie's gone to California

California's called her home, home again.
Winter's near, it's getting colder
The face she shows is not her own
Bobbie's young but getting older

A song she wrote when Christmas came.
I watched her leave, heard her singing
To her back wet with rain
The day she left her shirt was clinging

Like she did the year before and the year before.
Bobbie's gone to California
I won't see her anymore
Bobbie's gone to California

All she asks is a little more time.
Only needs the floor she sleeps on
Though she's trying every door
Doesn't know which side to be on

All she owns are borrowed lines.
Though her pain is real and aching
Spends her mornings making lines
Beneath her clothes her heart is breaking

(Emmylou Harris)


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