Tomorrow is a Long Time
If today was not on a lost highwayIf tonight was not a crooked taleIf tomorrow was not such a long timeThen lonesome would mean nothing to me at all
I can't see my reflection in the watersCan't speak the sounds that show no painI can't hear the echo of my footstepsCan't remember the sound of my own name
Yes, and only if my true love was waitingAnd if I could hear his heart softly poundingOnly if he was lying by meThen I'd lie in my bed, once again
There's beauty in the summer singing riverThere's beauty in the sunrise in the skiesBut none of these and nothing elseCan touch the beautyThat I remember in my true love's eyes
Yes, and only if my true love was waitingAnd if I could hear his heart softly poundingOnly if he was lying by meThen I'd lie in my bedOnce again