Standard (EADGBE)

 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 waiting

 Yes, and if I could hear her heart a softly pounding

Only if she was lying by me

 Then I'd lie in my bed once again.

 I can't see my reflection in the water

 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

 Yes, and only if my own true love was waiting

 Yes, and if I could hear her heart a softly pounding

Only if she was lying by me

 Then I'd lie in my bed once again.

 There's beauty in the silver, singing river

 There's 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.

 Yes, and only if my own true love was waiting

 Yes, and if I could hear her heart a softly pounding

Only if she was lying by me

 Then I'd lie in my bed once again.

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