Natural To Be Gone

Bobbie Gentry

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