Nostalgia

I think I'll take my time with this
Swallow stones pick the roses
Let the earth cover my toes
The summer house where everything's slow
How could it let us grow old

Nostalgia bringing me
Down de do da
Down de da down again my friend
It's bringing me
Down de do da
Down de da down again
Down the garden path
Then tip toe through your house
Where you tuck me in bed
I slept for hours

I don't keep track of fact and detail
I have a nose for when memory fails
It delivers gifts from you
A portal to run though
If only that were true
I'd tell you these days are so good

Nostalgia bringing me
Down de do da
Down de da down again my friend
It's bringing me
Down de do da
Down de da down again
Down the garden path
Then tip toe through your house
Where you tuck me in bed
I slept for hours

Nostalgia bringing me
Down de do da
Down de da down again my friend
It's bringing me
Down de do da
Down de da down again
Down the garden path
Then tip toe through your house
Where you tuck me in bed
I slept for hours

The summer house where everything's slow
How could it let us grow old



Credits
Writer(s): Jessica Haggo
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