I f today was not an endless highway, if tonight was not a crooked trail
If to morrow wasn't such a long ti me
Then l onesome would mean nothing to you at a ll
Yes, and on ly if my own true love was waitin'
And if I c ould hear her heart a softly p oundin'
O nly if she was lying by me, then I'd l ie in my bed once ag ain
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
There's a beauty in the silver singing river, there's a 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