Luyện nghe bài hát Bobbie's Gone

Beneath her clothes, her is breaking
her mornings making lines
Though her is real and aching
All she owns are lines

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

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

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

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

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

The mirror back no reflection
Of shadow she not see
It understands she needs
Of she swears she has to be

Bobbie's are empty tables
her 'til she's made to leave
Bobbie's dreams are empty
She makes herself
To be

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

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

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