I walked around the corner to catch a number ten bus
I walked around the corner; there was no more to discuss
I took a ticket to the railway station, said goodbye to “us”

I caught the train to J’ville and cried all the way
Yeah, I caught the train to J’ville, felt I could cry all day
Went into a church but I found I could not pray

Phoned up my doctor, said “Clare, I need a cure”
Phoned up my doctor; she sounded unsure
“It’s not a disease, there’s no script I can write, you must endure”

So I visited my girlfriend and we tore you apart
If you’d really been there we’d have ripped out your heart
I realised at last you’d been no good for me right from the start

I made my way back home with a heart of cold fire
I made my way back home knowing you are a liar
I walked in through the door and you said “…”
I walked in through the door and fell victim again to your desire

I walked around the corner to catch a number ten bus
I walked around the corner there was no more to discuss
I took a ticket to the Picton Ferry I bought a ticket for us

Leigh Harrison © APRA 2003