If I could look across the country From California to New Jersey Then I count the parks and lake resorts And number all the jets and airports All those rather 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 Then I would survey all those open miles And line them up in single file Everywhere I look I green scenic sublime And all oceanic vistas are so divine
If I was standing on the balcony And you were walking down below I'd feel rather depressed and of place And lonely just to watch you go If you were swinging from the highway overpass Within the western hemisphere I'd feel rather afraid and If you began disappear
If I was walking through a sad art gallery And you were driving through the night I'd feel rather alone I'll at ease Beneath the brilliant showroom light If I was flying on a plane above your town And you were gazing at the sky Somehow feel intact and reassured If you began to wave goodbye