Leaving Philadelphia (Arriving In Seattle)

The yellow city clock
Separates all the blocks
North south and east from west
I watch it glow
Tomorrow I will be
An airplane in the sky
Looking down on this place
I romanticize

Reflections on glass
The bus and taxis pass
Tallest buildings
Parents and their kids
And all the things we did
Or wish that we did

The northwest coastal rain
The purple mountain range
Inside you start to change
You start to glow
Tomorrow I will find
A farmhouse close to here
With lots of trees and quiet
I'll keep my friends near

Sailboats on the sound
And if you turn around
Tallest buildings
Markets and storefronts
And all the things I want
Or wish that I was