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 you at all          Yes, and only if my own true love was waitin' And if I could hear her heart a softly poundin' Only if she was lying by me, then I'd 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 can't remember the sound of my own name There's a beauty in the silver singing river, there's a beauty in the sunrise in the sky But none of these and nothing else can touch the beauty That I remember in my true love's eyes