Portugal

Took a flight to Portugal On valentines As a love letter To myself To myself At first light Quiet towns and empty back roads No other soul Bar the eucalyptus trees And the rumours of wild dogs Twice this year I saw the wattle bloom The first on the other side of the world It wasn't clear I'd make it home in truth Sure I was scared but I did it anyway On a dirt road There's a car full of men Watching me close Just like the night back in Brisbane When I was robbed I'm not gonna let you hold me back (Not gonna let you hold me back) I'm not gonna let you hold me back (Not gonna let you hold me back) I'm not gonna let you hold me back Twice this year I saw the wattle bloom The first on the other side of the world It wasn't clear I'd make it home in truth Sure I was scared but I did it anyway Twice this year I saw the wattle bloom The first on the other side of the world It wasn't clear I'd make it home Sure I was scared but I did it anyway Took a flight to Portugal