Foreign Land - Eskimo Joe, West Australian Symphony Orchestra

Steady my shaky hands

Shut off the world’s demands

Just get the facts down

Do you understand?

This is a foreign land

So try to understand that

Do you understand?

Do you understand?

If this is what it feels to love

Then l can feel that

If this is what it feels to love

Then l can feel that

If this is what it feels to love

Then l can feel that

If this is what it feels to love

Then l can feel that

Even when you’re all alone

Even when it’s not your home

Take a little look around

Melting as it hits the ground

Touch my hand

Up to the air

Dying in a foreign land

So do you understand that

Do you understand?

Do you understand?

If this is what it feels to love

Then l can feel that

If this is what it feels to love

Then l can feel that

If this is what it feels to love

Then l can feel that

If this is what it feels to love

Then l can feel that

Even when you’re all alone

Even when it’s not your home

I smell the blood of an Australian

Try to understand this if you can

If you can

If you can

If this is what it feels to love

Then l can feel that

If this is what it feels to love

Then l can feel that

If this is what it feels to love

Then I can feel that

If this is what it feels to love

Then I can feel that

Even when you’re all alone

Even when it’s not your home

I smell the blood of an Australian