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