She was about sixteen when the cameras
Started knocking on her door
Just a young sun girl from South Africa
She didn't know what the world had in store

She was about nineteen when the TV set
Flashed her image to the world
Everybody loved her but they couldn’t bid
They were buying the young girl's soul

He was about thirty-two when she wrote to him
On the electric screen
He wanted to show everyone
But those words were just for me
All night long he'd dream of her
And his African trip
He wondered what he could be to her
On his lunch break, on the night shift, as he’s cleaning up the shop
Oh, what's life for?

Somewhere in the night sky, there's an airplane
Resting silver on a wing
Somewhere on the gold coast, there's a lover pair
My god, what does it mean?
What does it mean?
What does it mean?