Ghost Gums

I was out on my own,
Stepping through the ghost gums,
down to the love ballad creek
Oh and don’t get me wrong,
don’t get me wrong,
Well at least your attitude,
footy platitude,
Straight like the start of the week
My grandma calls me,
I think she’s seen me,
But I’d rather stay with you,
Alone with you would make it good,
There was nothing else that I could do
I was always alone,
I thought my best moves
centre everything,
Into and out of my mind,
Well I put it on, and I put it on
Think my attitude, doesn’t change a thing
Ghost gums still standing in line
My grandma calls me,
I think she’s seen me,
But I’d rather stay here alone,
Alone with you would make it good,
There was nothing else that I could do
Alone with you would make it good,
There was nothing else that I could do
I’m gonna stay here alone
I’d rather stay here alone
I’m gonna stay here alone
I’d rather stay here alone
I’m gonna stay here alone