I Would Be There

Let the streets connect,
let red lights give way.
See, if you would call me
I would leave right away.
And if all the trains arrived,
I would be there first.
The clouds that race me might
be trailing in colors over the lawns
and out of this song,
and so high over the world, then,
so high over the street they're gone
from my eyes.
Now that everything's different,
I wave to you, do you think
you will recognize?

And now, I won't be turned around
by the long detour, fear, or the fear of fear,
or the revolving door.
And if all the trains arrived
I would be there first.
The clouds that race me might
be trailing in colors over the lawns
and out of this song,
and so high over the world, then,
so high over the street they're gone
from my eyes.
Now that everything's different,
I wave to you, do you think
you will recognize?