If today were not an endless highway If tonight were not a crooked trail If tomorrow weren't such a long time Then lonesome would mean nothing to me at all
And only if my own true love were waiting for me And if I could hear her heart softly pounding If only she was lying by me Then I'd lie in my bed once again
I can't see my reflection in the water Can't speak the sounds that show no pain I can't hear the echo of my footsteps Can't remember the sound of my own name
And only if my own true love were waiting for me And if I could hear he heart softly pounding If only she was lying by me Then I'd lie in my bed once again
There's beauty in the silver, singing river There's beauty in the sunrise in the sky None of these and nothing else can touch the beauty That I remember in my true love's eyes
And only if my own true love were waiting for me And if I could hear he heart softly pounding If only she was lying by me And she could lie in my bed once again