The Princes Highway
Was so quiet at the dawn
You can't make it on your own
Have you thought of going home?
Leaving everyone alone
Don’t cry
Come inside
You can't hide
The fact my heart is
Melting by the fire
It's true, it's true
You never promised a happy every after
'Cause you don't know how
These childhood streets
Are wider and drier than I remember
Down here is where we used to live
The phone rings but no one ever answers
It's been ringing here for a thousand years
Don't cry
Come inside
You can't hide
The fact my heart is slowly
Melting by the fire
It's true, it's true
You never promised a happy every after
'Cause you don't know how
And it's now
You expect all the damage to start
When you're digging around those parts
You said you'd never mention
Well it's true
What they said that you put me through
I'm fine, how are you?
And congratulations
Five years later
It must be getting close to dawn
I think of all those things undone
And all the places in the sun
The shadows fall apart in time
I'll be fine
But I can't hide
The fact my heart is slowly
Melting by the fire
It's true, it's true
I was never promised a happy ever after
'Cause you don't know how
I know you don't know how
Princes Hwy was written by David McCormack.
Princes Hwy was produced by Custard.