I've seen the yellow lights go down the
Mississippi
I've seen the bridges of the world and they're for
real
I've had a red light of wrist
Without me even gettin'
kissed
It still seems so unreal
I've seen the morning in
the mountains of Alaska
I've seen the sunset in the east and in
the west
I've sang the glory that was Rome
And passed the
hound dog singer's home
It still seems for the best
And
I'm far far away with my head up in the clouds
And I'm far far
away with my feet down in the crowds
Lettin' loose around the
world
But the call of home is loud still as loud
I've
seen the Paris lights from high upon Montmartre
And felt the
silence hanging low in no mans land
And all those Spanish nights
were fine
It wasn't only from the wine
It still seems all in
hand
And I'm far far away with my head up in the clouds
.
. .
I've seen the yellow lights go down the
Mississippi
The grand Bahama island stories carry on
And all
those arigato smiles
Stay in your memory for a while
There
still seems more to come.
And I'm far far away with my head
up in the clouds
. . .