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 you at all Chorus And only If my own true love was waiting 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 I can't see my reflection in the water I can't speak the sounds that show no pain I can't hear the echo of my footsteps Or I can't remember the sound of my own name There's beauty in the silver singing river There's beauty in the sunrise in the sky But none of these or nothing can touch the beauty That I remember in my own true lover's eyes