Lyrics:

(Kirsty MacCollGavin Povey)He was just a friend of mineI'd run in to from time to timeAnd long before he moved away
We used to share a taste for wineStill I never knew that he was sad back thenHe said, the time had come for him to take a ho
lidayAnd he says it's brilliant thereThere's something in the airAnd sunshine everywhereHe's on the beachI know he's chan
ged somehowHe sends us postcards nowI'm not sure where he is, but he is out of reachWhen he called me up one dayAnd said t
hat he was going awayI thought he meant a week in FranceAnd not 12,000 miles to Sydney BayStill he had to take his chancesH
e said, the time had come, for him, to make a move awayAnd he says it's brilliant thereThere's something in the airAnd suns
hine everywhereHe's on the beachI know he's changed somehowHe writes us postcards nowHe's on his own againAnd he is out of
reach (I bet he gets it on the beach)And I don't blame himLeaving was the best thing he could doHe longed for changesI jus
t hope he's happy when he does the things he thinks he has to doAnd he tries, and he tries, yes he triesBut he's a little bit
hard on himselfSo now he's trying to be someone elseAnd he says, he says, he says it's brilliant thereThere's something in
the airAnd sunshine everywhere, he's on the beachI know he's changed somehowIt's in his postcards nowHe's on his own again
, so far out of reachAnd he says it's brilliant thereThere's something in the airAnd sunshine everywhere, he's on the beach
I know hec