Tomorrow Is a Long Time

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 me at all Yes, and only if my own true love was waiting And if I could hear his heart softly pounding If only he was lying by me And I'd lie in my bed once again I can't see my reflection in the waters 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 Yes, and only if my own true love was waiting And if I could hear his heart softly pounding If only he was lying by me And I'd lie in my bed once again There is beauty in the silver singing river There is beauty in the sunrise in the skies None of these and nothing else can match the beauty That I remember in my true love's eyes Yes, and only if my own true love was waiting And if I could hear his heart softly pounding If only he was lying by me And I'd sleep in my bed once again