Bob Dylan Follow

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