I still see Elisa she keeps on returning

As breathless and young as ever

I still hear Elisa and still feel the yearning

To hold her against me again

Her heart was made of holidays

Her smile was made of dawn

Her laughter was an April song

That echoes on and on

Since I saw Elisa

The shadows are falling

And winter is calling above

But I still see Elisa

Whenever I dream of love

I still hear Elisa and still feel the yearning

To hold her against me again

Her heart was made of holidays

Her smile was made of dawn

Her laughter was an April song

That echoes on and on

Since I saw Elisa

The shadows are falling

And winter is calling above

But I still see Elisa

Whenever I dream of love