| I think we need a holiday a week or two in | |
| MexicoThe two of us we'll leave the fools at home | |
| Away from all the heartache and the troubles that we've suffered | |
| In the last two weeks although they felt like years | |
| We'll be free, no one to bother you or me | |
| Down in Old | |
| Mexico let your inhibitions go | |
| Dark clouds drift away to reveal | |
| The sunshine | |
| Dark clouds drift away to reveal | |
| The sunshine, oh | |
| Two lovers in a cage trapped and ever so afraid | |
| To step outside from the world we hide | |
| Street life and the bright lights blind their eyes | |
| And send us running to obscurity we need to break free | |
| Trapped you see, trapped here in mediocrity | |
| Don't ever trust a soul on planet earth | |
| Dark clouds drift away to reveal | |
| The sunshine | |
| Dark clouds drift away to reveal | |
| The sunshine, oh | |
| Dark clouds drift away | |
| Dark clouds drift away | |
| Dark clouds drift away | |
| To reveal the sunshine | |
| Dark clouds drift away | |
| Dark clouds drift away | |
| Dark clouds drift away | |
| To reveal the sunshine |