Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Katrina Burgoyne
Katrina Burgoyne
Performer
Stephen Kinney
Stephen Kinney
Acoustic Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Amber Lawrence
Amber Lawrence
Songwriter
Katrina Burgoyne
Katrina Burgoyne
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Stephen Kinney
Stephen Kinney
Producer

Lyrics

I got a ticket for a plane
All the way from the USA
Packed my memories, left the weather behind
The Captain on the speaker phone
Is the sound that I love most
Who'd have known an Aussie voice could make me cry
I'm coming home to the gumtrees and lamb roast on a Sunday
Sitting 'round the kitchen table, in the town where I grew up
When I fly over the harbour my heart beats a little faster
Soon I'll get to hug my Mother, tell the world, tell the world
I'm coming home
I had the time of my life
I saw it all with my own eyes
I reached the highs, but I couldn't reach for you
So I buckle up, the blinds are down
Two years have gone, I'm homeward bound
Can't wait to run into your arms, it's overdue
I'm coming home to the gumtrees and lamb roast on a Sunday
Sitting 'round the kitchen table, in the town where I grew up
When I fly over the harbour my heart beats a little faster
Soon I'll get to hug my Father, tell the world, tell the world
I'm coming home
I'm coming home to the gumtrees and a land that's in my bloodstream
From the river to the sea, it's where I long to be
When I fly over the harbour my heart beats a little faster
Soon I'll get to hug my Mother, tell the world, tell the world
I'm coming home
I'm coming home
I'm coming home
I'm coming home
I'm coming home
I'm coming home
Written by: Amber Lawrence, Katrina Burgoyne
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