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