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 waitin',
Yes, and 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 waters,
I can't speak the sounds that show no pain
Ican't hear the echo of my footsteps,
Or can't remember the sound of my own name.
Yes, and only if my own true love was waitin',
Yes, and 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.
There's beauty in the silver, singin' 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 waitin',
Yes, and 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.
Musik: "Tomorrow i s a long time" med Rod Stewart (av Bob Dylan)
5 kommentarer:
This song makes me cry every time I listen. Very lonely feelings, but beautiful.
I couldn´t agree more!
Nationalteaterns svenska version är fantasitisk även den!
Ja, den är jättebra. Tottas soloversion är jag inte så förtjust i, dock.
Jo, jag minns det nu när du säger det. Konstigt att dom gamla proggarna spelade in en så romantisk låt och, jo, den har följt mig genom kärlekssorger och tillbaka in i glädjen igen.
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