Flame Trees

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 one of two hotels
 And settle in to play, "Do you remember so-and-so?"
 And number three is never say her name
 And 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
 And 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