(Kirsty MacColl/Gavin Povey)
He was just a friend of mine
I`d run in to from time to time
And long before he moved away
We used to share a taste for wine
Still I never knew that he was sad back then
He said, the time had come for him to take a holiday
And he says it`s brilliant there
There`s something in the air
And sunshine everywhere
He`s on the beach
I know he`s changed somehow
He sends us postcards now
I`m not sure where he is, but he is out of reach
When he called me up one day
And said that he was going away
I thought he meant a week in France
And not 12,000 miles to Sydney Bay
Still he had to take his chances
He said, the time had come, for him, to make a move away
And he says it`s brilliant there
There`s something in the air
And sunshine everywhere
He`s on the beach
I know he`s changed somehow
He writes us postcards now
He`s on his own again
And he is out of reach (I bet he gets it on the beach)
And I don`t blame him
Leaving was the best thing he could do
He longed for changes
I just hope he`s happy when he does the things he thinks he has to do
And he tries, and he tries, yes he tries
But he`s a little bit hard on himself
So now he`s trying to be someone else
And he says, he says, he says it`s brilliant there
There`s something in the air
And sunshine everywhere, he`s on the beach
I know he`s changed somehow
It`s in his postcards now
He`s on his own again, so far out of reach
And he says it`s brilliant there
There`s something in the air
And sunshine everywhere, he`s on the beach
I know he`s changed somehow
It`s in his postcards now
He`s in Australia
So far out of reach
And he says it`s brilliant there.