Gum trees, put me at ease
Their tall grey limbs
Their sheltering green

And though I like to roam far
Sometimes I long to be where I'm from

The setting sun, retreats on the horizon
The light on the leaves, there's gold in trees

See these days, I'm bound to cities and crowds
But some days I yearn and I have to return...

To the shimmering heat
To the bold hot sun
Best dawn endlessly
The silent breeze gathers with me
I sit and I gaze at the space we used to be

The shimmering heat
The bold hot sun
Best dawn endlessly
The rains will come, washed down and done
I sit and I dream of the way we used to be