If today was not an endless highway
If tonight was not a crooked trail
If tomorrow wasn't such a long time
Then lonesome would mean nothing to you at all
Yes, and only if my own true love was waitin
Yes, and if I could hear her heart a-softly poundin
Only if she was lyin by me
Then Id lie in my bed once again
I can't see my reflection in the waters
I can't speak the sounds that show no pain
I can't hear the echo of my footsteps
Or can't remember the sound of my own name
Yes, and only if my own true love was waitin
Yes, and if I could hear her heart a-softly poundin
Only if she was lyin by me
Then Id lie in my bed once again
Theres beauty in the silver, singin river
Theres beauty in the sunrise in the sky
But none of these and nothing else can touch the beauty
That I remember in my true loves eyes
Yes, and only if my own true love was waitin
Yes, and if I could hear her heart a-softly poundin
Only if she was lyin by me
Then Id lie in my bed once again