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