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Where Are You Tonight?      Copyright © 1978 Special Rider Music

Bob Dylan

There's a long-distance train rolling through the rain,

tears on the letter I write.

There's a woman I long to touch,

and I'm missing her so much

but she's drifting like a satellite.

There's a neon light ablaze in a green smoky haze,

and laughter down on Elizabeth Street

And a lonesome bell tone in that valley of stone

where she bathed in a stream of pure heat.

Her father would emphasize

you got to be more than street-wise

but he practiced what he preached from the heart.

A full-blooded Cherokee, he predicted to me

the time and the place that we'd part.

There's a babe in the arms of a woman in rage

And a longtime golden-haired stripper onstage

And she winds back the clock,

and she turns back the page

Of a book that nobody can write.

Oh, where are you tonight?

The truth was obscure, too profound and too pure,

to live it you had to explode.

In that last hour of need, we entirely agreed,

sacrifice was the code of the road.

I left town at dawn, with Marcel and St. John,

strong men belittled by doubt.

I couldn't tell her what my private thoughts were

but she had some way of finding them out.

He took dead-centre aim but he missed just the same,

she was waiting,putting flowers on the shelf.

She could feel my despair as I climbed up her hair

and discovered her invisible self.

There's a lion in the road, there's a demon escaped,

There's a million dreams gone,

there's a landscape being raped,

As her beauty fades and I watch her undrape,

Well, I won't, but then just maybe, I might.

Oh, if I could just find you tonight.

I fought with my twin, that enemy within,

'til both of us fell by the way.

Horseplay and disease is killing me by degrees

while the law looks the other way.

Your partners in crime hit me up for nickels and dimes,

the man you were lovin' could never get clean.

It felt outa place, my foot in his face,

but he should-a stayed where his money was green.

I bit into the root of forbidden fruit

with the juice running down my leg.

And I've dealt with your boss,

who'd never known about loss

who always was too proud to beg.

There's a white diamond gloom

on the dark side of this room

and a pathway that leads up to the stars.

If you don't believe there's a price

for this sweet paradise,

just remind me to show you the scars.

There's a new day at dawn

and I've finally arrived.

If I'm there in the morning, baby,

you'll know I've survived.

I can't believe it, I can't believe I'm alive,

But without you it doesn't seem right.