Song of the Week: "Tomorrow is a Long Time"

Given how much I miss Thelma, it's only fitting that the song of week should be about love and longing.

I've chosen "Tomorrow is a Long Time". I'm not sure who wrote it. I know Dylan and Elvis have covered it, but the version I prefer is by Nickel Creek. I was able to see them perform is live at work one day. Visits from artists who sell on our sites is one of the perks of the job.

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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
If I could hear his heart softly pounding
Yes, and only if he was lying by me
Would I 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 remember the sound of my own name.

There's beauty in that silver singin' river,
There's beauty in that sunrise in the sky,
But none of these, nothing else can touch the beauty,
That I remember in my true love's eyes.

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