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