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