( Bob Dylan cover / Live performance with Ellen Verdries, his mother )      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 me at all      Only if my own true love was waitin'   And if I could hear his heart a-softly poundin'   Only if he was lyin' by me   Could I rest in my bed once again      I can't see my reflection in the water   I can't speak the sounds that know 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'      And only if my own true love was waitin'   And if I could hear his heart a-softly poundin'   Only if he was lyin' by me   Could I rest in my bed once again      There's beauty in the silver singin' river   There's beauty in the sunrise in the sky   But none of these and nothing else can match the beauty   That I remember in my own true lover's eyes      And only if my own true love was waitin'   And if I could hear his heart a-softly poundin'   Only if he was lyin' by me   Could I rest in my bed once again   Could I rest in my bed once again