(Words & music by Bob Dylan)
  If today was not an endless highway
  If tonight was not an endless 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 her heart softly pounding
  If only 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
  I can't remember the sound of my own name
    Yes and only if my own true love was waiting
  If I could hear her heart softly pounding
  If only 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 could match 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 her heart softly pounding
  If only she was lying by me
  Then I'd lie in my bed once again
    If today was not an endless highway
  If tonight was not an endless 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 her heart softly pounding
  If only she was lying by me
  Then I'd lie in my bed once again