If today were not an endless highway
If tonight were not a crooked trail
If tomorrow weren´t such a long time
Then lonesome would mean nothing to me at all

And only if my own true love were waiting for me
And if I could hear her heart softly pounding
If only she was lying by me
Then I´d lie in my bed once again

I can´t see my reflection in the water
Can´t speak the sounds that show no pain
I can´t hear the echo of my footsteps
Can´t remember the sound of my own name

And only if my own true love were waiting for me
And if I could hear he heart softly pounding
If only she 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 sky
None of these and nothing else can touch the beauty

That I remember in my true love´s eyes

And only if my own true love were waiting for me
And if I could hear he heart softly pounding
If only she was lying by me
And she could lie in my bed once again