I'm a snow plow I must now plough on I'm a snow plough I'm a settler's son I'm a storm cloud Rain myself all over the place I'm a storm cloud Wipe that smile right off your face
There must be one place left in the world Where the mountains meet the sea There must be one place left in the world Where the water's real and clean
I'm a landslide I'm a downhill run I'm a landslide Open season's just begun
There must be one place left in the world Where the skin says it can breathe There's gotta be one place left in the world It's a solitude of distance and relief There's gotta be one place left in the world
I'm a snow plough There has to be one place left in the world I'm a snow plough One place One place left in the world
I'm a short fuse I'm a snow blues I'm a landslide hummin' I'm a downhill runnin' There must be one place left in this world Where we can be
Compositores: Peter Roberts Garrett (Peter Garrett), James Paul Moginie (James Moginie), Martin Magnus Rotsey (Martin Rotsey), Wayne Stevens, Robert George Hirst (Ghostwriter) ECAD: Obra #4030172 Fonograma #13447779