If today was not a crooked 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. Yes, and only if my own true love was waitin´,
And if I could only hear her heart a-softly poundin´, Yes and only if she was lyin´ by me, Then I´d lie in my bed once again.
I can´t see my reflection in the water(s), 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´, And if I could only hear her heart a-softly poundin´, Yes and only if she was lyin´ by me, Then I´d lie in my bed once again.
There´s beauty in the silver, singin´ river, There´s beauty in the rainbow in the sky, But no one and nothing else can touch the beauty
That I remember in my true love´s eyes. Yes, and only if my own true love was waitin´, And if I could only hear her heart a-softly poundin´, Yes and only if she was lyin´ by me, Then I´d lie in my bed once again.