Rebecca Lavelle My Heart's Home
The eyes of a child
See a long, long way
See the future
See the past
They see everything first and last
I was that child
Who rode these hills
In my dreams I see the stars
In my dreams I always will
Ride these hills, see in the morning
I'll hear the rain on the shed
But other stars and other sunsets will hang above my head
There'll be different places, different people
But I'll still be the same
And this is my heart's home
I still dream of Drovers Run
I will ride these hills, see in the morning
Hear the rain on the shed
But other stars and other sunsets will hang above my head
And this is my heart's home
I still dream of Drovers Run
