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
  . . .