Tomorrow Is a Long Time

This is a Bob Dylan song 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 Yes, and only if my own true love was waiting And if I could hear his heart softly pounding Only if he was lying 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 sound that show no pain I can't hear the echo of my footstep Or even remember the sound of my own name But only if my own true love was waiting And if I could hear his heart softly pounding Only if he was lying by me Then I'd lie in my bed once again There's beauty in the silver singing river There's beauty in the sunrise in the sky But none of these and nothing else can touch the beauty That I remember in my true love's eyes Yes, and only if my own true love was waiting And if I could hear his heart softly pounding Only if he was lying by me Then I'd lie in my bed once again