Ev'ry thing's all right
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And then she's all the time in my neighborhood
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She cries both day and night
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I know because it was there
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It's a milestone but she's down on her luck
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And the day makes her lonely
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And it's so hard to buck, I was there
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I believe that she'd stop him if she would start to care
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I believe that she'd look upon this side
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And t' care and I'd go by the something
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When she's on my way, but I don't belong there
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No I don't belong to her
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I don't belong to anybody
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She's my prize forsaken angel
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But she don't care she cries
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She's a lone-hearted mystic and she can carry on
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When I'm there, she's all right
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But she's not when I'm gone
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Heaven knows that the answer she's don't call in no one
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She's a wave, a thing, beautiful she's mine for the one
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And I'm also hesitating by temptation lest it runs
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Which it don't follow me
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But I'm not there, I'm gone
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Now I'll cry tonight, like I cried the night before
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And I'll feast on her eyes
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But I'll dream about the door
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So long, Jesus, savior, blind faith worth to tell
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It don't have consolation she's my
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I was born to love her
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But she knows that the kingdom waits so high above her
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And I run but I race
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But it's not too fast a pace
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Of cource I'll not deceive her
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I'm not there, I'm gone
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It's all about confusion and I cry for her
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I'm Not There
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| Bob Dylan |
