Bob Dylan — To Ramona Live with The Band Isle of Wight

Ramona Come closer Shut softly your watery eyes The pangs of your sadness Shall pass as your senses will rise The flowers of the city Though breathlike Get deathlike at times And there’s no use in tryin’ To deal with the dyin’ I cannot explain that in lines Your cracked country lips I still wish to kiss As to be by the touch of your skin Your magnetic movements Still capture the minutes I’m in But it grieves my heart, love To see you tryin’ to be a part of A world that just don’t exist It’s all just a schemе, babe That you must dream, babe That sucks you into feelin’ likе this I’d forever talk to you But soon my words They would turn into a meaningless ring For deep in my heart I know there is no help I can bring Everything passes Everything changes Just do what you think you should do And someday maybe Who knows, baby I’ll come and be cryin’ to you