Quote #134
I can't help it if I'm lucky.
More from Bob Dylan
- You're an idiot, babe. It's a wonder that you still know how to breathe.
- Visions of your chestnut mare shoot through my head and are makin' me see stars.
- I lived with them on Montague Street In a basement down the stairs There was music in the cafes at night And revolution in the air.
- I waited for you on the running boards, near the cypress trees, while the springtime turned slowly into autumn.
- But all the while I was alone The past was close behind, I seen a lot of women But she never escaped my mind,
- Idiot wind, blowing through the buttons of our coats, blowing through the letters that we wrote. Idiot wind, blowing through the dust upon …
- We always did feel the same, we just saw it from a different point of view...
- Like a corkscrew to my heart...