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 waitin' Yes, and if I could hear her heart a-softly poundin Only if she was lyin' by me Then Id lie in my bed once again I can't see my reflection in the waters 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 waitin' Yes, and if I could hear her heart a-softly poundin Only if she was lyin' by me Then Id lie in my bed once again There's beauty in the silver, singin' 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 loves eyes Yes, and only if my own true love was waitin' Yes, and if I could hear her heart a-softly poundin Only if she was lyin' by me Then Id lie in my bed once again

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 If I could hear his heart softly pounding Yes, and only if he was lying by me Would I lie in my bed once again I can't see my reflection in the waters I can't speak the sounds that show no pain I can't hear the echo of my footsteps Or remember the sound of my own name Yes, and only if my own true love was waiting If I could hear his heart softly pounding Yes, and only if he was lying by me Would I lie in my bed once again There's beauty in that silver singing river There's beauty in that 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 If I could hear his heart softly pounding Yes, and only if he was lying by me Would I lie in my bed once again

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 Ah but only if my own true love is waitin' Yes and if I could hear her heart a softly poundin' Only if she were lying by me Would I rest in my bed once again I can't see my reflection in the mirror I can't speak the sounds that show no pain I can't hear the echoes of my footsteps And can't remember the sound of my own name Ah but only if my own true love is waitin' Yes and if I could hear her heart a softly poundin' Only if she were lying by me Would I rest in my bed once again There's beauty in the silver singin' river There's beauty in the sunlight in the sky But none of these, and nothing else Can steal the beauty That I remember in my true love's eyes Ah but only if my own true love is waitin' Yes and if I could hear her heart a softly poundin' Only if she were lying by me Would I rest in my bed once again

I spent a long time Watering a plant made out of plastic And I curse the ground for growing green I spent a long time Substituting honest with sarcastic And I curse my tongue for being mean Weightless, breathless restitute Motionless and absolute He cut me open Sucked the poison from an aging wound Now fifty thousand war cadets Would cower at this small brunette To my surprise, not six feet high Would reach and grab the moon if I should ask Or just imply that I wanted a bit more light So I could look inside his eyes And get the colors just right Just right, just right Just But love built, God built provinces Build calluses, break promises 'Cause I could never hold a perfect thing And not demolish it What am I thinking? What does this mean? How could somebody ever love me? Talk to your man, tell him he's got bad news comin'

Sunny called I was in the hall And made a note I have to paint the kitchen walls An angel smiled across the room All in all, it was a lazy afternoon Then I thought about you I think it was Some sweet song that I heard Got to get goin' goin' ahead It will take a long, long time Got to go ahead and deal with my life It has taken such a long time this time Sunny called, I was in the bath And heard the rain hit the roof And tiles real hard (hit the roof real hard/hit the roof) Then I ran through my magazines A few letters poorly hidden in a jar (hidden in a jar/oh what a jar!) And I thought about you It must have been some old pictures I found Got to get goin' goin' ahead It will take a long, long time, yea yea Got to go ahead and deal with my life It has taken such a long time this time Inganakee Leo Yo Inganakee Leo

Stake my future on a hell of a past Looks like tomorrow is coming on fast Ain't complaining 'bout what I got Seen better times, but who has not? Silvio, silver and gold Won't buy back the beat of a heart grown cold Silvio, I gotta go Find out something only dead men know Honest as the next jade rolling that stone When I come knocking don't throw me no bone I'm an old boll weevil looking for a home If you don't like it you can leave me alone I can snap my fingers and require the rain From a clear blue sky and turn it off again I can stroke your body and relieve your pain And charm the whistle off an evening train Silvio, silver and gold Won't buy back the beat of a heart grown cold Silvio, I gotta go Find out something only dead men know I give what I got until I got no more I take what I get until I even the score You know I love you and furthermore When it's time to go you got an open door I can tell you fancy, I can tell you plain You give something up for everything you gain Since every pleasure's got an edge of pain Pay for your ticket and don't complain Silvio, silver and gold Won't buy back the beat of a heart grown cold Silvio, I gotta go, go Find out something only dead men know One of these days and it won't be long Going down in the valley and sing my song I will sing it loud and sing it strong Let the echo decide if I was right or wrong Silvio, silver and gold Won't buy back the beat of a heart grown cold Silvio, I gotta go Find out something only dead men know Silvio, silver and gold Won't buy back the beat of a heart grown cold Silvio, I gotta go Find out something only dead men know Silvio, silver and gold Won't buy back the beat of a heart grown cold Silvio, I gotta go Find out something only dead men know Come on Come on