If
today was not an endless highway
If tonight
was not a crooked trail
If tomorrow was not such a long time
Then lonesome would mean nothing to me at all
The sounds that show no pain I
can't hear the
echo of my footsteps
Can't remember the sound of my own name Yes,
and only if my true
love was awaiting
And if I could hear his heart softly pounding Only if he 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 skies
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 true love was awaiting And
if I could hear his heart softly pounding
