If I could look across the country From California to New Jersey Then I would count the parks and resorts And number all the jets and 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 And see from Tampa Bay to Juneau Then I would survey all those open miles And line up in single file Everywhere I look I see green scenic sublime And all those oceanic vistas are so divine
If I was standing on balcony And you were walking below I'd feel rather depressed and out of place And lonely just to watch you go If you were swinging from the highway overpass Within the hemisphere I'd feel rather afraid and insincere If you began to disappear
If I was walking through a sad art gallery And you were driving through the 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 at sky Somehow I'd feel intact and reassured If you began to wave goodbye