If today was not an endless highway I today was not a crooked trail If tomorrow wasn't such a long time Then lonesome would mean nothing to you at all. 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 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 pounding Yes only if she was lying by me Then I'd lie 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 touch the beauty That I remember in my true love's eyes. If today was not an endless highway If tomorrow wasn't such a long time...
If today was not an endless highway I today was not a crooked trail If tomorrow wasn't such a long time Then lonesome would mean nothing to you at all. 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 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 pounding Yes only if she was lying by me Then I'd lie 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 touch the beauty That I remember in my true love's eyes. If today was not an endless highway If tomorrow wasn't such a long time...
