If I could look across the country
From California to New Jersey
Then I would count the parks and lake resorts

And number all the jets and 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 Juno

Then I 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 are so divine

If I was standing on the balcony

And you were walking down 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 western 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 night
I'd feel rather alone and 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 I'd feel intact and reassured

If you began to wave goodbye