Sedgewick
nostalgia
Select language to translate this lyric
Nostalgia is creeping in
Hoping that tomorrow will last
Moment by moment, soaking it in
Reeling in the line
Holding on to people leaving fast
Telling myself I'll be fine
Missing memories of friends
Leaving in due timeâgrasping at vines
Held by what I'll leave behind
Future is knocking on my door
Telling me what to do
Forcing me into this land of the poor
Gone to gather my tears
Ask my father what happens next?
And he tells me a decision dawnsâone I fear
- Album:
- Gardens