Perfect Day

There's a warm wind blowing off the sea
 The sky is clear and blue
 The desert glows in shades of gold
 A postcard just for you
 The general's on the radio
 To say the war is won
 But for a thousand people left behind
 The battle's just begun
 If this is a dream why won't you wake them
 If you know the answer won 't you say
 Why are so many people cryin'
 On this perfect day
 A woman sits alone upon the ruins of her home
 She has no-one left to love
 No-one to call her own
 If this is a dream why won't you wake them
 If you know the answer won 't you say
 Why are so many people cryin'
 On this perfect day
 Oh, perfect day
 Oh, perfect day
 A young man finds a broken toy
 He made for his small son
 It's the only thing remaining of the life he knew and loved
 If this is a dream why won't you wake him
 If you know the answer won't you say
 Why are so many people cryin'
 Oh so many people lying
 Oh so many people dying
 On this perfect day
 Are you still crying?
 Perfect day
 Are you still lying?
 Perfect day
 Will you be dying?
 Perfect day
 Are you still crying?
 Perfect day
 Are you still lying?
 Perfect day
 Will you be dying?
 Perfect day
 Are you still crying?
 Perfect day