Tomorrow Is A Long Time

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 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
I can'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
En la profundidad de la melancolía, Bob Dylan nos invita a reflexionar sobre la idea del tiempo y el amor perdido en su canción 'Tomorrow Is A Long Time'. A través de sus letras poéticas, el cantautor nos transporta a un universo de nostalgia y anhelo, donde la distancia y la ausencia de un amor verdadero se convierten en el dolor más profundo....