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