Luyện nghe bài hát Bobbie's Gone

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

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

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

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

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

gone to California
I see her anymore
gone to California
Like she did the before
And the before

The mirror gives no reflection
Of she will not see
It understands she needs
Of she swears she has to be

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

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

How could I tell her when fading
run out of a place to be
There will be no one
For the poetry of her

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