Notes from a Holiday

Sat and waited for our taxi in the square
Said "take us anywhere this fine blue evening
It's our last night here we were only visiting"

"Show us a secret of your homeland
We're just tourists who didn't make a plan"
Dropped us off at a small bay cafe
Clear horizons as the red sun fell away

Notes from a holiday

We couldn't work out the air-con
So hugged a frozen bottle all night long
In the morning you'll be swimming
Afternoon, I'll be writing songs

I'm glad we got the place with a veranda
I can sit and watch the boats come in
From my shaded little seat
I'm too English for this heat

Notes from a holiday

A picture as you smiled at me
From underneath that lemon tree
This our recent history
So happy you said yes to me

Your floating dresses looked so pretty
I remember feeling lucky
To be with you in that place

Notes from a holiday
Notes from a holiday