Tomorrow Is A Long Time

Bob Dylan, 1966

 

If today was not an endless 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

 

Ah but only if my own true love is waitin'

And if I could hear her heart a-softly poundin'

Only if she was lying by me

Would I rest in my bed once again

 

I can't see my reflection in the waters

I can't speak the sounds that show no pain

I can't hear the echoes of my footsteps

Or remember the sound of my own name

 

Ah but only if my own true love is waitin'

And if I could hear her heart a-softly poundin'

Only if she was lying by me

Would I rest in my bed once again

 

There's beauty in the silver singin' river

There's beauty in the rainbow in the sky

But none of these and nothing else can touch the beauty

That I remember in my true love's eyes

 

Ah but only if my own true love is waitin'

And if I could hear her heart a-softly poundin'

Only if she was lying by me

Would I rest in my bed once again