The View Songtext
von Lukas Nelson & Promise of the Real

Could′ve been a blessing, could've been a curse
Could′ve been a mess, could've been much worse

I don't get no island fever, and the grass couldn′t get much greener
Made my home over you, and I′ll never get tired of the view

I could get used to this, I could be persuaded
I don't feel like wandering, travel′s overrated

I don't get no island fever, and the grass couldn′t get much greener
Made my home over you, and I'll never get tired of the view

If I ever needed to be somewhere, if I ever needed to fly away
I′d hire someone who looks like me to sing my songs and ride the highway


Could've been a blessing, could've been a curse
Could′ve been a mess, could′ve been much worse

I don't get no island fever, and the grass couldn′t get much greener
Made my home over you, and I'll never get tired of the view

If I ever needed to be somewhere, if I ever needed to fly away
I′d hire someone who looks like me to sing my songs and ride the highway

Could've been a blessing, could′ve been a curse
Could've been a mess, could've been much worse

I don′t get no island fever, and the grass couldn′t get much greener
Made my home over you, and I'll never get tired of the view

I don′t take it for granted, but my plane has safely landed
In my home over you, and I'll never get tired of the view