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If todDay was not an endless highway If tonDight was not an endless trail If tomGorrow wAasn't such a lDong time Then lGonesome would mean nAothing to me at aDll
Yes and oGnly if my oAwn true love was wDaiting If GI could hear her hAeart softly pDounding If oGnly sAhe was lying Dby me Then I'd lGie in my bAed once agDain
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 I can't remember the sound of my own name Yes and only if my own true love was waiting If I could hear her 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 But none of these and nothing else could match the beauty That I remember in my true love's eyes Yes and only if my own true love was waiting If I could hear her heart softly pounding If only she was lying by me Then I'd lie in my bed once again If today was not an endless highway If tonight was not an endless 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 If I could hear her heart softly pounding If only she was lying by me Then I'd lie in my bed once again