If I could look across the country From California to New Jersey Then I would count the and lake resorts And number all the and airports All those rather dreary rain clouds still bother me Cuz I look through the eyepiece and cannot see
If I could open up my window And see from Tampa Bay to Juneau I would survey all those open miles And line them up in single file Everywhere I look I see green sublime And all those oceanic vistas are so divine
If I was standing on the balcony And you were walking down I'd feel rather depressed and out of place And lonely just to watch you go If you were swinging from the highway Within the western hemisphere I'd feel rather afraid and insincere If you began to disappear
If I walking through a sad art gallery And you were driving through the night I'd feel rather alone and I'll at ease Beneath the brilliant light If I was flying on a plane above your town And you were gazing the sky Somehow I'd feel intact and reassured If you began to wave goodbye