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
 Lonesome would mean nothing to me at all
 Yes, and only if my own true love was waiting
 If I could hear his heart softly pounding
 Yes, and only if he was lying by me
 Would I lie in my bed once again
 I can't see my reflection in the waters
 I can't speak the sounds that show no pain
 I can't hear the echo of my footsteps
 Or remember the sound of my own name
 Yes, and only if my own true love was waiting
 If I could hear his heart softly pounding
 Yes, and only if he was lying by me
 Would I lie in my bed once again
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 There is beauty in that silver, singing river
 There is beauty in that sunrise in the sky
 But none of these 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 waiting
 If I could hear his heart softly pounding
 Yes, and only if he was lying by me
 Would I lie in my bed once again
 Hmm-mm, mm-mm