(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.


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