Tomorrow Is a Long Time

If today was not on a lost highway
If tonight was not a crooked tale
If tomorrow was not such a long time
Then lonesome would mean nothing to me at all

I can't see my reflection in the waters
Can't speak the sounds that show no pain
I can't hear the echo of my footsteps
Can't remember the sound of my own name

Yes, and only if my true love was waiting
And if I could hear his heart softly pounding
Only if he was lying by me
Then I'd lie in my bed once again

There's beauty in the summer singing river
There's beauty in the sunrise in the skies
But none of these and nothing else can touch the beauty
That I remember in my true love's eyes