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 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