"But I'd trade all of my tomorrows for just one yesterday
To be holding Bobby's body next to mine..."
It is unquestionably one of the most poetic pieces I have ever encountered. Few songs can create the time and place like this one... The truck, the people, the music, the "windshield wipers slapping time..." Perhaps that is why I got to feeling how sad it truly was.
I imagined the life in which one is willing to give up all of her tomorrows for one single yesterday... We can all related, at least a little bit. I, for instance, remember the early relationship my husband and I shared. Our early dates, sexual experiences, long evenings spent in the candle light. That time will never be back. No amount of candles will bring back the crazy passion of those days...
And now I look at giving up *any* of my tomorrows to bring it back... Just as Lily and Alex are beginning to fall asleep to the sounds of daddy singing...
Check out Kris Kristofferson's version. He was the original writer and singer. It's country, so not everyone's cup of tea, but I think that time and place are captured even better.
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