Flame Trees - Cold Chisel

Kids out driving Saturday afternoon just pass me by

And I’m just savouring familiar sights

We shared some history, this town and I

And I can’t stop that long-forgotten feeling of her

Time to book a room and stay tonight

Number one is to find some friends to say, «You're doing well

After all this time, you boys look just the same»

Number two is the happy hour at the one of two hotels

And settle in to play, «Do you remember so and so?»

And number three is, never say her name

Oh, the flame trees will blind the weary driver

And there’s nothing else could set fire to this town

There’s no change, there’s no pace

Everything within its place

Just makes it harder to believe that she won’t be around

Oh, who needs that sentimental bullshit, anyway?

You know it takes more than just a memory to make me cry

And I’m happy just to sit here

At a table with old friends

And see which one of us can tell the biggest lies

And there’s a girl, she’s falling in love

Near where the pianola stands

With a young local factory out-of-worker

Just holding hands

And I’m wondering if he’ll go or if he’ll stay

Do you remember?

Nothing stopped us on the field in our day

Oh, the flame trees will blind the weary driver

And there’s nothing else could set fire to this town

There’s no change, there’s no pace

Everything within its place

Just makes it harder to believe that she won’t be around

Oh, the flame trees will blind the weary driver

And there’s nothing else could set fire to this town

There’s no change, there’s no pace

Everything within its place

Just makes it harder to believe that she won’t be around