Natural To Be Gone - Bobbie Gentry

You don’t know me where I live

My tracks may soon go everywhere

Because there ain’t 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 too 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