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
Yes, and only if my own true love was waiting
If I could hear his heart softly pounding
Yes, and only if he was lying by me
Would I 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 remember the sound of my own name
Yes, and only if my own true love was waiting
If I could hear his heart softly pounding
Yes, and only if he was lying by me
Would I lie in my bed once again
There`s beauty in that silver singing river
There`s beauty in that sunrise in the sky
But none of these and nothing else can touch the beauty
That I remember in my true love`s eyes