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One Too Many Mornings |
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Bob Dylan |
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Down the street the dogs are barkin' |
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And the day is a-gettin' dark |
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As the night comes in a-fallin' |
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The dogs'll lose their bark |
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An' the silent night will shatter |
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From the sounds inside my minds |
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For I'm one too many mornings |
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And a thousand miles behind. |
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From the crossroads of my doorstep |
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My eyes start to fade |
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As I turn my head back to the room |
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Where my love and I have laid |
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An' I gaze back to the street |
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The sidewalk and the sign |
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And I'm one too many mornings |
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An' a thousand miles behind. |
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It's a restless hungry feeling |
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That don't mean no one no good |
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When ev'rything I'm a-sayin' |
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You can say it just as good |
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You're right from your side |
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I'm right from mine |
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We're both just too many mornings |
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An' a thousand miles behind. |
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I've no right to be here |
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If you've no right to stay |
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Until we're both one too many mornings |
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And a thousand miles away |
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Thanks |
