Grateful Dead

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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 me at all

Yes and only if my own true love was waiting
And if I could hear her heart softly pounding
Only if she was lying by me
Would I lie in my bed once again

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

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 match the beauty
That I remember in my true love's eyes