Gentle on My Mind

Gentle On My Mind - Aretha Franklin (艾瑞莎·弗蘭克林)

It's 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

It's knowing I'm not shackled

By forgotten words and bonds

And your ink stains that

Have dried upon some line

Keeps you on the backroads

By the rivers of my memory

Gentle on my mind

It's not clinging to

Some rocks and ivy

Planted on some column now

That binds me no it don't

Or something that somebody said

Because they thought we

Fit together walking

It's knowing that the world

Will not be cursing or forgiving

When they turn around and find

That you're

Moving on the backroads

You're still on my memory

You're ever gentle on my mind

Gentle on my mind yeah

Gentle on my mind