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Lyrics: Bob Dylan. Tomorrow is a Long Time.

If today was not a crooked highway
If tonight was not a crooked trail
If tomorrow wasn't such a long time
Then lonesome would mean nothing to you at all

Yes, and only if my own true love was waitin'
If I could hear her heart a softly poundin'
Only if she was lyin' by me
Then I'd lie in my bed once again

I can't see my reflection in the water
I can't speak the sounds that show no pain
I can't hear the echo of my footsteps
Or can't remember the sounds of my own name

Yes, and only if my own true love was waitin'
And if I could hear her heart a softly poundin'
Yes if only if she was lyin' by me
Then I'd lie in my bed once again

There's beauty in the silver, singin' river
There's beauty in the sunrise in the sky
But none of these and nothin' else can touch the beauty
That I remember in my true loves eyes

Yes, and only if my own true love was waitin'
I could hear her heart a softly poundin'
Yes if only if she was lyin' by me
And I'd lie in my bed once again