Ferry to Dublin (From the Archives)

I'm on the ferry to Dublin

And I'm writing you a letter

And I don't know what I want to say

I just want to know you're alright

We said farewell on a Monday

On Bold and Newington

And now you're in London

Packing your bags to go home

Home

Now my heart is aching

And I can't work out why

But it feels like I'm breaking for you

I'm breaking for you

You said you'd see me in Australia

So that's where I will go

And maybe when I see you

I'll feel like I've found my home

Home

Now my heart is aching

And I can't work out why

But it feels like I'm breaking for you

And my heart is aching

I don't want to know why

But it feels like I'm breaking for you

I'm breaking for you

I'm breaking for you

I'm breaking for you

I'm breaking for you

I'm breaking for you

I'm breaking for you

I'm breaking for you

I'm breaking for you

Now I'm on the train to Belfast

And I threw away the letter