Bob Dylan's Dream

That we could sit simply in that room again
I dreamed a dream that made me sad
How many a year has passed and gone
At the one road we traveled, we ever shattered or split
We thought we could sit forever in fun
Where my friends and I spent many an afternoon
It was all that easy to tell wrong from right
Where we longed for nothin' and were satisfied

And our chances really was a million to one
Concerning myself and the first few friends I had
We never much thought we could get very old
And each one I've never seen again

And our choices there was few so the thought never hit

Laughin' and singin' till the early hours of the morn
And many a road taken by many a first friend
Where we together weathered many a storm
As easy it was to tell black from white
With hungry hearts through the heat and cold
Ten thousand dollars at the drop of a hat
Jokin' and talkin' about the world outside
By the old wooden stove where our hats was hung
I wish, I wish, I wish in vain

With half damp eyes I stared to the room
Many a gamble has been lost and won
Our words were told, our songs were sung