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If I could look acros s the country |
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From California to New Jersey |
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Then I would count the parks and lake resorts |
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And number all the jets and airports |
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All those rather dreary rain clouds still bother me |
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Cuz I look through the camera eyepiece and cannot see |
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If I could open up my window |
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And see from Tampa Bay to Juneau |
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Then I would survey all those open miles |
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And line them up in single file |
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Everywhere I look I see green scenic sublime |
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And all those oceanic vistas are so divine |
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If I was standing on the balcony |
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And you were walking down below |
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I’d feel rather depressed and out of place |
| [01:49.040] |
And lonely just to watch you go |
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If you were swinging from the highway overpass |
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Within the western hemisphere |
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I’d feel rather afraid and insincere |
| [02:05.000] |
If you began to disappear |
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If I was walking through a sad art gallery |
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And you were driving through the night |
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I’d feel rather alone and ill at ease |
| [03:09.260] |
Beneath the brilliant showroom light |
| [03:12.820] |
If I was flying on a plane above your town |
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And you were gazing at the sky |
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Somehow I’d feel intact and reassured |
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If you began to wave goodbye |
