The wind that sways through the Eucalypt And the sound of spring that fills the air Alive is the valley, with wondrous color and abundance This timeless land stole my heart
To the Mother and her possum skin coat Through the stream that gives to all, her life To the ancient creaking of the woods This endless land stole my heart
On the breeze floats the seed of a thousand moons And the spirit of a whispering forest Look forth unto the stars This beautiful land stole my heart
Forever.. is this soil attuned to my soul The rolling hills, the soaring trees Our roots shall flourish here This forgotten land stole my heart
And the birds are singing for me to come home And the trees that are calling to me, \"come home, come home\" The stream flows like blood in my veins, I am coming home