If today was not on a lost highway,

If tonight was not a crooked tale,

If tomorrow was not such a long time,

Then lonesome would mean nothing to me at all



I can't see my reflection in the waters,

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



Yes, and only if my true love was waiting

And if I could hear his heart softly pounding,

Only if he was lying by me,

Then I'd lie in my bed

Once again



There's beauty in the summer singing river

There's beauty in the sunrise in the skies

But none of these and nothing else can touch the beauty

That I remember in my true love's eyes



Yes, and only if my true love was waiting

And if I could hear his heart softly pounding,

Only if he was lying by me,

Then I'd lie in my bed

Once again




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