Gentle On My Mind

Its knowing that your door is always open
And your path is free to walk
That makes me know that I can leave
My sleeping bag behind your couch
Its knowing Im not shackled by forgotten words and bonds
And your ink stains that have dried upon some line
Keeps you on the back roads by the rivers of my memory
It keeps you ever gentle on my mind
Its not clinging to some rocks and ivy
Planted on some column now that binds me
No, it dont or something that somebody said
Because they thought we fit together walking
We didnt, baby
Its knowing that the world will not be cursing or forgiving
When they turn around and find that youre moving
On the back roads, youre still on my memory
Youre ever gentle on my mind
Yes, you are, baby
Gentle on my mind, yeah
Gentle on my mind, yeah
Gentle on my mind, yeah
...