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 windowsill
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 sliding past
I spotted 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
I tried to make you appear
I swear, in the beauty of the setting sun
You were here
An old troubadour on the street that night
Plays for our passing change
On a fiddle in G a melody
Mysterious and strange
He\'d learned on a green distant mountaintop
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