( Bob Dylan cover / Live performance with Ellen Verdries, his mother )




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




Only if my own true love was waitin'


And if I could hear his heart a-softly poundin'


Only if he was lyin' by me

Could I rest 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


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'




And only if my own true love was waitin'






And if I could hear his heart a-softly poundin'

Only if he was lyin' by me


Could I rest 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 match the beauty

That I remember in my own true lover's eyes





And only if my own true love was waitin'

And if I could hear his heart a-softly poundin'


Only if he was lyin' by me


Could I rest in my bed once again

Could I rest in my bed once again