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 the 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.

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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.

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
And I´m far, far away
with my feet down in the crowds
And I´m far, far away
But the sound of home is loud still as loud.