If I could look across the country From California to New Jersey Then I would the parks and lake resorts And number all the jets airports All those rather dreary rain clouds still bother me Cuz I look through the camera eyepiece and cannot see
If I could open up my window And see from Tampa Bay to Then I would survey all those open miles And line them up in single file Everywhere I I see green scenic sublime And all those oceanic vistas are so divine
If I was on the balcony And you were walking down below I'd feel rather depressed and out of place 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 disappear
If I was 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 showroom light If I was flying on a plane above your town And you were at the sky Somehow I'd feel intact and reassured If you began to wave goodbye