Willow's song- Road trip to French Pass

 Verse:

On the hills of a Sunday morning,

Watching the golden sun soaring.

When we’re driving through the bays,

Been waiting many days,

For…

Chorus:

Going on a road trip to French Pass Road,

Going through the farmland, this place never gets old.

Every time I look over the side, 

I see the two waterways collide,

Verse:

We’re only an hour away,

From a well known bay,

We haven’t ventured it for a while,

But then I see the wide open view to the D’Urville isle.

Chorus:

Going on a road trip to French Pass Road,

Going through the farmland, this place never gets old.

Every time I look over the side, 

I see the two waterways collide.

Verse:

Then we drive on the gravel lane,

All dusty and dry from no rain, 

I watch the sun set over the sea,

As the memories wash over me.