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 off the wrist without me even getting kissed And it still seems so unreal
I've seen the morning in mountains of Alaska I've seen the sunset in the East and in the West Sang the glory that was Rome and passed the 'Hound Dog' singer's home and it still seems for the best
And yet I am far, far away with my head up in the clouds And I'm far, far away with my feet down in the crowds and letting loose around the world ah but the call of home is loud It's still as loud
I've seen the Paris lights from high upon the Montmartre and felt the silence hanging low in No Man's Land And though those Spanish nights were fine It wasn't only from the wine but it still seems all in hand
Yet 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 letting loose around the world ah but the call of home is loud It's still as loud
I've seen the yellow lights go down the Mississippi The Grand Bahama Island stories carry on And though those aligator smiles stay in your memory for a while but there still seems more to come
Yet 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 letting loose around the world ah but the call of home is loud It's still as loud
Yet 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 letting loose around the world ah but the call of home is loud It's still as loud