Nostalgic
Words & Music by Brenda Layne
I’m nostalgic, here it comes:
A song about when we were young
And wild and free
Still untouched by history
I’m nostalgic for the time
Before our hearts were ruled by our minds
And set in ways foul to think of in the days
When we with spiritual sight
Conceived of futures brave and bright
Could be we looked into love’s light
Until it made us blind
I’m nostalgic for your eyes and
How they used to lock with mine
When we would sing
Making love with harmony
I’m nostalgic for your songs
The optimistic joyful ones
I miss your voice
Laughing angel drunk with joy
When we with spiritual sight
Conceived of futures brave and bright
Recklessly, we looked into love’s light
Until it made us blind
I’m nostalgic, nostalgic
I’m nostalgic, nostalgic
I’m nostalgic, nostalgic
I’m nostalgic, nostalgic
I’m nostalgic for your love
You always understood my heart
My true twin soul, ever since you let me go
I’m nostalgic for your kiss
The soft and sweetness of your lips
That made me sigh
If only I could turn back time
To see with spiritual sight
How to be more careful with the light
I believe if we weren’t so blind
We wouldn’t be apart
We wouldn’t be apart
I’m nostalgic, nostalgic
I’m nostalgic, nostalgic
© Brenda Layne Osuna