Your fascination with Audrey Hepburn carried you away.
It was on a Sunday, we went to see Roman Holiday.
You were (back to waiting? I honestly can`t tell)
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.