Your fascination with Audrey Hepburn carried you away
It was on a Sunday, we went to see Roman Holiday

You were back to waiting
Three days later, they hauled you away
Even Audrey Hepburn could not save you from that sorry state

Far away, far away, far away
You'll never be the same
I guess the letter's on its way

Never be the same

Infatuations, summer substance, brought you to an end
Your fascination with Audrey Hepburn carried you away

Far away, far away, far away
You'll never be the same
Guess the letter's on its way

Far away, far away, far away
You'll never be the same
Guess the letter's on its way

Never be the same