If You Only Knew
The mist of the morning in this strange town,
Lifted slowly with the sun,
Refracted the rays in a thousand ways,
A new day just begun.
And it crowded against my window sill,
Still sweet with the morning dew.
If only you knew,
How much I think of you.
Into the van and down the road,
Along the highway fast.
With this band I ride through the countryside,
The seasons slidin' past.
I spy a humble homestead there,
With a garden and a river view.
If only you knew,
How much I think of you.
By a stream of running water,
I heard you laugh.
I closed my eyes for an hour and a half,
And tried to make you appear.
I swear in the beauty of the setting sun,
You were here.
An old troubador on the street that night,
Plays for our passin' change.
On a fiddle in g, a melody,
Mysterious and strange.
He learned on a green distant mountain top,
A wedding waltz,
So sweet and true.
If only you knew,
How much I think of you.
If only you knew,
How much I think of you.