Luyện nghe bài hát Bobbie's Gone

Beneath her clothes, her heart is
Spends her mornings making
her pain is real and aching
All she owns are lines

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

Bobbie's to California
I see her anymore
gone to California
Like she did the before
And the year

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

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

Bobbie's to California
I see her anymore
Bobbie's to California
she did the year before
And the year

The mirror gives back no
Of shadow she not see
It understands she needs
Of what she she has to be

Bobbie's are empty tables
Hold her she's made to leave
Bobbie's dreams are fables
She herself believe
To be

she cried because of visions
Of what she loved had all been
not much left, no one to listen
To the that she holds

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

I won't see her
gone to California
Like she did the before
And the before