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.
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 is 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!
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 is loud
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!
Lettin' loose around the world,
but the call of home is loud.
Still is loud!
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 is loud!
 Bremen, Pier 2
            	Bremen, Pier 2 Bielefeld, Seidenstickerhalle
            	Bielefeld, Seidenstickerhalle Bielefeld, Seidenstickerhalle
            	Bielefeld, Seidenstickerhalle