My Wellington

Silver ferns above our heads
Skater boys and coffee beds
Touch a nose and say hello
Share a breath a scorching stone
Oh I remember when the winds would blow
I remember dancing on your shores
My Wellington, my Wellington
My my Wellington, you’re my Middle-earth
My Wellington, my my Wellington
My Wellington, you’re my Middle-earth
A dollar mix across the street
Salty skin and sandy feet
An American with a French name
Said he wouldn’t be the same
Oh I remember dreaming by the lakes
I remember finding the Cook Strait
My Wellington, my Wellington
My my Wellington, you’re my Middle-earth
My Wellington, my my Wellington
My Wellington, you’re my Middle-earth
I remember when the winds would blow
I remember dancing on your shores
My Wellington, my Wellington
My my Wellington, you’re my Middle-earth
My Wellington, my my Wellington
My Wellington, you’re my Middle-earth