Her language was a perfect phrase
Every word followed me for days
Down the alleyways of my desires
To their final resting place
In a vacation town where I lived year round
She migrated here with the summer crowds
And we fell in love under impossible smiles
Life was perfect, if just for a little while
Oh ooh whoa ooh whoa, oh oh
Hello exile
And a thousand years may come and go
We may never meet another soul
Here on our own island of Elba in the Poconos
Oh ooh whoa ooh whoa, oh oh
Hello exile
And we bathed in the sun, cut our jeans into shorts
Outstared every star in the sky
Under the cover of nowhere, the present was a present
It looked beautiful on you every night
But we knew it would end, yeah we knew it all along
It was a future never reconciled
It's as if letting your shackled heart feel loved
Was more difficult than total denial
Oh ooh whoa ooh whoa, oh oh
Hello exile
And a thousand years may come and go
I may never meet another soul
Here on my own island of Elba in the Poconos
Oh ooh whoa ooh whoa, oh oh
Hello exile
Now, I've been so lonely, I search for your memory
In characters from past centuries
I caught a pinch of her accent, a twist of her curl
And so scripted is the fictional world
And I imagined her memory would fade in the void
She'd only reappear every now and again
I'd smile at the thought of us, go back to my day
But that was purely wishful thinking
Oh ooh whoa ooh whoa, oh oh
Hello exile
And a thousand years may come and go
I may never meet another soul
Here on my own island of Elba in the Poconos
And displayed on a nightstand of my mind
Are pictures of you from the summertime
Swimming in the Delaware, wringing out your long blonde hair
Oh ooh whoa ooh whoa, oh oh
Hello exile
Oh ooh whoa ooh whoa, oh ooh whoa oh ooh whoa
Hello exile