Follow My Tears

I was born in the shadow of the factory I'd be working
 For me and my brother, there was nowhere else to go
 I married a local boy in 1947
 His hands were rough but his eyes were kind
 And I knew our love would grow
 From my eyes to the river
 From the river to the sea
 From the sea to the drkening clouds
 From the sky back down to me
 Follow my tears...
 We sailed for New Zealand, I was carrying our second daughter
 And there on the dockside, I never knew they were last goodbyes
 The first time I saw Wellington my heart would not stop racing
 We had come halfway round the world to start our new lives
 Now John was an engineer, he worked until the day he died
 He left me wanting nothing, for thirty years this was our home
 I am by myself now, the children call me now and then
 His hands were rough but his eyes were kind
 And I knew our love would grow
 From my eyes to the river
 From the river to the sea
 From the sea to the drkening clouds
 From the sky back down to me
 Follow my tears...
 Follow my tears