kirsty maccoll
he's on the beach
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 