Love of the land down under.

The dust settled on the landing, thanks to the calling of the rain,

You packed your bags
And said goodbye
I'd hoped to see you again

The paddocks aren't the same without you, the animals all seem down
- the kookaburra
laughed, the big old bastard
The moment that you left town

The moon it knows you've gone away, sending shadows across
My door

The star's don't seem to shine as bright, or delight
Me anymore

The phone it rings, I pick it up, I wish each time
That it was you

But when I call the number you left me, there's just no getting though

I watched the wombat leave his home, seems depressed and out
of sort

He's like me he can't control, the emotion and the thought

Even the river birds have flown away, maybe in search of you

They loved it when you came to visit, a cheeky fish or two

I skipped a stone just the other day, five times I watched it plop

And in my chest I felt my heart, miss you like it stopped

In every sunrise without you, there's a silence
Bitter sweet

To catch the brightening
Colours, to my eyes there is a treat, but lonesome
Is my traveling mind
And empty are my feet

I lay awake past midnight, the cricket's singing the same
old tune

And in my heart I have to wonder, should we meet again soon

And with the hours passing between, if you stop to think of me

As I flip my hat, on the dusty road, besides that big old tree

The one with all the memories under, the roots spread far to see

The love Of The land down under, the marriage of you and me.