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 me at all Yes and only if my own true love was waiting And if I could hear his heart a-softly pounding If only he was lyin' by me And I'd lie in my bed once again I can't see my reflection in the water Can't speak the sounds that show no pain I can't hear the echo of my footsteps Can't remember the sound of my own name Yes and only if my own true love was waiting And if I could hear his heart a-softly pounding If only he was lyin' by me And I'd lie in my bed once again There's beauty in the silver singin' river There's beauty in the sunrise in the skies None of these and nothing else can match 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 If only he was lyin' by me And I'd sleep in my bed once again Songwriter: Bob Dylan
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Saturday, June 13, 2020
Judy Collins sings the Bob Dylan song "Tomorrow Is A Long Time".
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 me at all Yes and only if my own true love was waiting And if I could hear his heart a-softly pounding If only he was lyin' by me And I'd lie in my bed once again I can't see my reflection in the water Can't speak the sounds that show no pain I can't hear the echo of my footsteps Can't remember the sound of my own name Yes and only if my own true love was waiting And if I could hear his heart a-softly pounding If only he was lyin' by me And I'd lie in my bed once again There's beauty in the silver singin' river There's beauty in the sunrise in the skies None of these and nothing else can match 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 If only he was lyin' by me And I'd sleep in my bed once again Songwriter: Bob Dylan
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