I'm standing at a traffic light somewhere in West L.A.

Waiting for the sign to change then I'll be on my way

The noise, the heat, the crush of cars just robs me of my nerve

And someone yells and blasts their horn and pins me to the curb I'm a stranger here, no one you would know

My ship has not come in but I keep hoping though

And I keep looking past, the sun that sets above

Saying to myself, goodnight America And I'm driving into Houston on a rain slicked Texas road

Land so flat and sky so dark, I say a prayer to float

Should all at once the Sanasito surge beyond it's banks

Like Noah reaching higher ground I'd offer up my thanks 'Cause I'm a stranger here, no one you would know

I'm just passing through, I am therefore I go

The moon rose in the east but now it's right above

As I say aloud, goodnight America Midnight, it's hard to see the stars

Out on a highway near Atlanta

Full of strip malls and used cars First light just roll your window down

And smell the salty air

Perfume of Charleston Town I'm looking with a pilgrim's eyes upon some promised land

And dreaming with my heart outstretched as if it were my hand

And I'll hit the cross Bronx just in time to beat the rush hour lock

I have no clue what time it is from this world's busted clock I'm a stranger here, no one you would know

I'm from somewhere else, well, isn't everybody though?

I don't know where I'll be when the sun comes up

Until then sweet dreams, goodnight America