WISHAW CROSS

I thought you'd maybe write to me, to tell me how you've been.
California's awful far away, like the distance tae the moon.
Santa Monica sounds all right, bet it's nice and clean.
thought about you all last night. I hope you've settled in.

CHORUS:
I blew a kiss from Wishaw Cross, to send my love to you.
Hamilton hasnae really changed, Larkhall's just as blue.
I still feel life's a battlefield, but you must feel brand new.
I blew a kiss from Wishaw Cross. I hope my aim is true.

Scotland's getting cold again. It gets colder every year.
I bet you miss the sleet and rain, and wish that you were here.
Do you ever feel like coming back, coming back to stay?
Do you ever miss the sleet and rain? Naw, I don't suppose ye dae.

Do the stars come out in Hollywood? Do they sparkle night and day?
How come they always look so good? God, you're awful far away!
Are the streets of San Francisco like the streets of Motherwell?
Do you know how much I'm missing you? Just make sure ye watch yirsel'