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