A Perfect Day Elise

He got lucky, got lucky one time
Hitting with the girl in room five oh nine
She turned her back on him facing the frame
Said, "Listen Joe don't you come here again"

White sun scattered all over the sea
He could think of nothing but her name Elise
God is the sweat running down his back
The water soaked her blonde hair black

It's a perfect day
A perfect day, Elise

He got burned by the sun
(He's a lucky man)
His face so pale and his hands so worn
(And the sky)
Let himself in room five oh nine
(As she turned away)
Said a prayer, pulled the trigger and cried
(Tell me why)

It's a perfect day
A perfect day, Elise

Ah oh, It's a perfect day
A perfect day, Elise

In photographs
I've seen him laugh
Hand overboard
Sun on his back

Summer was here
I remember it well
How he stood in the shade
How we both kissed and fail

How can this be
There's nothing left here
How can this be
There's nothing left here

So sad our, so sad our
So sad our, so sad our
So sad our, so sad our
Our memory, hey

Now he talks in his sleep
Says I've never known peace
And I don't know him now
He's a stranger to me

How can this be
There's nothing left here
How can this be
There's nothing left here

We were never more than a dream
Brief as summer or spring
Sweeter than anything