Melbourne's always foggy and unbearably cold, but it's still my favourite city in the whole wild world
I've got mates in every pub on every corner, and it feels like home
As I walk to work from your house in the quiet light of dawn, the cars all stop to let me pass before they move along
To the busy city high-rise buildings where they rule the world
It's just two degrees that separates me from where I am and where I used to be
As the centigrade drops, my happiness soars and I couldn't ask for anything more
I've been trying to give up smoking but it's harder around you, I'm still in awe of every little thing that you do
But I've got faith in myself for once, and I'm not letting go
Maybe when you hit the road I'll try again, find the motivation in my soul to let me win
Find the little spark that remains, and I'll grab hold
It's just two degrees that separates me from where I am and where I used to be
As the centigrade drops, my happiness soars and I couldn't ask for anything more
You tell me that summer's only months away, but I can take the rain and I'm not scared of waiting
When the cold air slaps me in the face I count my blessings as I march through every puddle on my way
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