Tomorrow Is a Long Time

If today was not an endless highway
If tonight was not an endless trail
If tomorrow wasnÂ’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 IÂ’d lie in my bed once again

I canÂ’t see my reflection in the water
I canÂ’t speak the sounds that show no pain
I canÂ’t hear the echo of my footsteps
I canÂ’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 IÂ’d lie in my bed once again

ThereÂ’s beauty in the silver singing river
ThereÂ’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 loveÂ’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 IÂ’d lie in my bed once again

If today was not an endless highway
If tonight was not an endless trail
If tomorrow wasnÂ’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 IÂ’d lie in my bed once again