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 it's 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 it's way

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

Never be the same