If today were not an endless highway
If tonight were not a crooked trail
If tomorrow weren't such a long time
Then the 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 were lying by me
And I could sleep 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 her heart softly pounding
If only she were lying by me
And I could sleep 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 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 were lying by me
And she could lie in my bed once again