I'm feeling melancholy, with a touch of fear
Because I've been living up North for the past 24 years
This Surfers Paradise is nice but it's not for me
I'm heading home to the high country
I'm going home
Most of our kids are grown up now
We're going to make this work
It will work out somehow
And I know it's a long way to go
From walking in sunshine, to ploughing through snow
I'm going home
As long as you are by my side
There's nothing we can't do together
The sky is always Blue
When I'm walking next to you
We're going home
We're going home
We're going home
We're going home