C F C
if today was not an endless highway ,
C F C
if tonight was not a crooked trail ,
F G C
if tomorrow wasn’t such a long time ,
F G C
then lonesome would mean nothing to you at all .
F G C
yes , and only if my own true love was waitin’
F G C
yes , and if i could hear her heart A – softly poundin’ ,
F G C
only if she was lyin’ by me ,
F G C
then i’d lie in my bed once again .

C F C
i can’t see my reflection in the waters ,
C F C
i can’t speak the sounds that show no pain ,
F G C
i can’t hear the echo of my footsteps ,
F G C
or can’t remember the sound of my own name .

F G C
yes , and only if my own true love was waitin’
F G C
yes , and if i could hear her heart A – softly poundin’ ,
F G C
only if she was lyin’ by me ,
F G C
then i’d lie in my bed once again .

C F C
there’s beauty in the silver , singin’ river ,
C F C
there’s beauty in the sunrise in the sky ,
F G C
but none of these and nothing else can touch the beauty
F G C
that i remember in my true love’s eyes .
F G C
yes , and only if my own true love was waitin’
F G C
yes , and if i could hear her heart A – softly poundin’ ,
F G C
only if she was lyin’ by me ,
F G C
then i’d lie in my bed once again .
C
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