4 a.m. bar stools in
Count your money
The cold air stings
Morning feels just right
And we've stayed up all night again
A little rain, a little smoke
Follow the tram lines to the coast
On the beach you look so Irish
As the sun comes up behind you
I don't want to claim you
I don't want to change you
But we're so far from home
I hate to leave you alone
Let the morning air sigh
Love's not passing us by
Love's not passing us by
Sydney's calling but that's not where I want to be
The melbourne autumn
I guess that's what I want to see
And I'm running down canning Street
I'm running down your street
I don't want to claim you
I don't want to change you
But we're so far from home
I hate to leave you alone
Let the morning air sigh
Love's not passing us by
Love's not passing us by
Count your money
The cold air stings
Morning feels just right
And we've stayed up all night again
A little rain, a little smoke
Follow the tram lines to the coast
On the beach you look so Irish
As the sun comes up behind you
I don't want to claim you
I don't want to change you
But we're so far from home
I hate to leave you alone
Let the morning air sigh
Love's not passing us by
Love's not passing us by
Sydney's calling but that's not where I want to be
The melbourne autumn
I guess that's what I want to see
And I'm running down canning Street
I'm running down your street
I don't want to claim you
I don't want to change you
But we're so far from home
I hate to leave you alone
Let the morning air sigh
Love's not passing us by
Love's not passing us by