Driving rain Is coming through my windscreen Putting me to sleep Washing over me Nothing like Driving rain For bringing things home to me That were up in the hills Now down to the sea You were waiting for me With stories you longed to tell But I was only listening To tales of myself Driving rain Is coming through my windscreen Putting me to sleep Washing over me Nothing like Driving rain For bringing things home to me That were up in the hills Now down to the sea Well I landed here On your shores just to say So long But the Yarra followed me All the way home Driving rain Is coming through my windscreen Putting me to sleep Washing over me Nothing like Driving rain For bringing things home to me That were up in the hills Now down to the sea