| [00:13.02] | From St Kilda to Kings Cross is thirteen hours on a bus |
| [00:32.13] | I pressed my face against the glass and watched the white lines rushing past |
| [00:56.04] | And all around me felt like all inside me |
| [01:09.27] | And my body left me and my soul went running |
| [01:14.22] | Have you ever seen Kings Cross when the rain is falling soft |
| [01:28.98] | I came in on the evening bus from Oxford Street I cut across |
| [01:46.20] | And if the rain don't fall too hard everything shines just like a postcard |
| [02:04.29] | Everything goes on just the same |
| [02:08.94] | Fair weather friends are the hungriest friends |
| [02:21.36] | I keep my mouth well shut I cross their open hands |
| [02:38.91] | I want to see the sun go down from St Kilda Esplanade |
| [02:46.77] | Where the beach needs reconstruction where the palm trees have it hard |
| [03:06.90] | I'd give you all of Sydney Harbour |
| [03:22.77] | All that land all that water |
| [03:32.01] | For that one sweet promenade |