Monday, October 17, 2005
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 his heart a-softly poundin',
Only if he was lyin' by me,
Then I'd lie in my bed once again.


Tomorrow Is A Long Time
By Bob Dylan
Sung by Nickel Creek
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