Woorden: Go-betweens. Palm Sunday (on Board The S.s. Within).

I've been having bad dreams
A mother couldn't find her milk
Five days from Melbourne
I didn't feel too good myself

Wool in the hold, a blaze in the sky
The water so black, you could make a shroud
I didn't know where
I didn't know where

So come on darling
Oh, come on honey
From my mouth to you
For your ears only

I didn't know who to blame
I couldn't tell the time
I didn't know where I was
We'd crossed the International Date Line

Docked at Cape Town, lost your bracelet
Drunk for days, I need that magnet
I didn't know where
I didn't know where

So come on darling
Oh, come on honey
From my mouth to you
For your ears only

I still dream of
I still dream

Back when it started
Back when they took away the stone
They're laying down palms
They're laying down palms on the deck

There are times when you come home
And you don't touch the things you own
I didn't know where
I didn't know where

So come on darling
Oh, come on honey
From my mouth to you
For your ears only

Oh, come on darling
Oh, come on honey
From my mouth to you
For your ears only