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  . . .