If I could look the country From California to New Jersey Then I would count the parks and lake resorts And number all the jets and airports those rather dreary rain clouds still bother me Cuz I look through the camera eyepiece and see
If I could open up my window And see from Tampa Bay to Juneau Then would survey all those open miles And line them up in single file Everywhere I look I see green scenic sublime And all those oceanic vistas so divine
If I was standing on the balcony And you were walking down below I'd rather depressed and out of place And lonely just to watch you go If were swinging from the highway overpass Within the western hemisphere I'd feel rather afraid and insincere If you began to disappear
If I was walking through a sad art 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 And you were gazing at the sky Somehow I'd feel intact and reassured If you began to wave goodbye