I'll plant a rownOf eucalyptusnnAnd they will grownUp to protect usnnThey'll block the rain, ohnWith their salty leavesnnThey'll keep the wind ohnFrom our short short sleevesnnWell if he comesnAnd tries to find usnnWe'll just grab holdnBranches above usnnAnd we'll sit up herenWe will wait a yearnnWe'll come back, ohnWe'll come back when the coast is clearnnOh no.. oh no, oh no, oh no, oh nonIt's a row, (a row), a rownA row of stumps surrounding usnIt's bright and cold and lonesomenWe must have cut them down in our sleepnIn our sleep we must have cut down all the treesnOh no, oh no, oh no, oh no, oh nonnAnd now the wind, it hits our sleevesnIt's freezing we got coldernOlder, we got oldernnWithout those trunks surrounding usnI can see for miles tonightnAnd I think I see a distant lightnAnd I need to find out what those arennGoodbye, goodbye, goodbyenGoodbye, goodbye, goodbyenSorry about the stumpsnSorry about the stumpsnGoodbye, goodbye, goodbyenGoodbye, goodbye, goodbyennYou're sitting here on bloody kneesnWhere once were eucalyptus treesnnGoodbyenGoodbyenGoodbyenSee you in the nightnnGoodbyenGoodbyenGoodbyenSee you in the nightnOh no, oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no