Gentle on My Mind

It's knowing you don't try to buy my freedom

With some promise made of gold

That for you my door stays open

And our love becomes a simple two way street

And it's knowing we're not shackled

By forgotten words and bonds

And the ink stains that

Have dried upon some line

That keeps you on the back roads

By the rivers of my memory

That keeps you ever gentle on my mind

It's not clinging to the rocks and ivy

Planted on some column now that binds us

Or something that somebody said

Because they thought we fit together walking

It's just knowing that

The world will not be

Cursing or forgiving

When I'm drifting through the market place and find

That you're moving on the back roads

By the rivers of my memory

And for hours, you're just gentle on my mind

Well the wheat fields and the clothes lines

And the junkyards and the highways come between us

And some other woman crying to her mother

Cause she turned and you were gone

I still might walk for hours

Tears of joy might stain my face

And a summer sun might burn me 'til I'm blind

But not to where I cannot see

You moving on the back roads

By the rivers flowing gentle on my mind

The shutters creek and autumn winds

That make me draw inside myself in silence

Cross legged now I sit and watch

The endless chase of leaves across my yard

And laying down my hair brush

I lean back within my window seat and find

That your moving on the back roads

By the rivers of my memory, ever smiling

Ever gentle on my mind