.

i've been thinking of you

been dreaming of you,

new york city, you pretty thing.

life is young there,

love is real there,

america - you know what i mean?

like the seed below the snow, dreams of spring,

i've been dreaming of you,

your sun kissed skin.

i've been listening to you deserts sing,

beneath your softest sunsets, you,

you pretty thing

you pretty thing

oh you pretty thing

yeah you pretty thing

stay true, dear melbourne

you're so dark and unshaven,

by the hand you led me, through your winding allies

beneath your ghostly gum-trees,

oh, i hope you know,

you're dear to me

you're dear to me

you pretty thing

you pretty thing

you pretty thing

new york,

i hear you calling