Far, far from home On a lost night In a strange motel Clouds on the horizon As the twilight fades I sit here in the bar Sample the top shelve So well it’s so intoxicating If we could only bottle seduction Here it is Outside, the wind it whips And the rain it falls Along the Jubilee Highway Lies a field of falling kind Like a graveyard Run me off to the forest So dark and inviting Clear sky in a brilliant cold The flames like your face So real Further on to Corangamite and Wendouree Ghost everyone in the roadside stops And the cattle yards Oh I’m sailing home to you My love Yes I’m sailing home to you My love Yes I’m sailing home to you My love Why I’m sailing home to you My love