I Used To Think It's Better If

Bob Dylan Was Again An Entirely New Person - This Time Old, Craggy, Cynical, And World-weary, As In "not Dark Yet".

That's Another Way Of Writing A Song, Of Course. Just Talking To Somebody That Ain't There. That's The Best Way. That's The Truest Way. Then It Just Becomes A Question Of How Heroic Your Speech Is. To Me, It's Something To Strive After.

Shadows Are Falling And I've Been Here All Day/it's Too Hot To Sleep, Time Is Running Away/feel Like My Soul Has Turned Into Steel/i've Still Got The Scars That The Sun Didn't Heal.

All Right, I'll Take A Chance. I Will Fall In Love With You. If I'm A Fool You Can Have The Night, You Can Have The Morning Too. Can You Cook And Sew. Make Flowers Grow. Do You Understand My Pain? Are You Willing To Risk It All Or Is Your Love In Vain?

I Feel Like Falling In Love With The First Woman I Meet, Putting Her In A Wheel-barrow And Wheeling Her Down The Street.