Written by bob dylan (1990)   Performed by eric clapton      In the rolling night   In the stardust of a pale moon light   I think of you in black and white   When we were made of dreams      I walk alone through the shady streets   Listening to my heart beat   In the record-breaking heat   And we were born in time      Just when I thought you were gone   You came back   Just when I regretted to receive you      You were smooth, you were rough   You were more and enough   Ah babe, why did I believe it   I believe it in the rising curve   And the ways of nature will test every nerve   I took you close and got what I deserved   And we were born in time      Just when I knew who to thank   You went blank   Just as the firelight was gleaming      You were snow, you were rain   You were striped, and you were plain   Oh babe, can it be you've been scheming   Well I'd really be in the hills of mystery   In the foggy web of destiny   You're still so deep inside of me   And we were born in time                  --------------------------------------------------------------------------------      Original version:      In the lonely night   In the blinking stardust of a pale blue light   You're comin' thru to me in black and white   When we were made of dreams      You're blowing down the shaky street   You're hearing my heart beat   In the record breaking heat   Where we were born in time      Not one more night, not one more kiss   Not this time baby, no more of this   Takes too much skill, takes too much will   It's revealing   You came, you saw, just like the law   You married young, just like your ma   You tried and tried, you made me slide   You left me reelin' with this feelin'      On the rising curve   Where the ways of nature will test every nerve   You won't get anything you don't deserve   Where we were born in time      You pressed me once, you pressed me twice   You hang the flame, you'll pay the price   Oh babe, that fire   Is still smokin'   You were snow, you were rain   You were striped, you were plain   Oh babe, truer words   Have not been spoken or broken      In the hills of mystery   In the foggy web of destiny   You can have what's left of me   Where we were born in time