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
Then 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 am 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 San Jacinto surge beyond its 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
I`m 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
But got 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
But till then sweet dreams, goodnight America