| I miss the cold cold nights |
| Wrapped up, whisky in my blood |
| I miss the flickering lights |
| Down in dumbo as I'm walking home |
| Lady liberty sings, she says the silliest things |
| But now I'm back in the moment |
| The one I can't cope with |
| And the telephone rings |
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| Nostalgia keeps calling |
| Tearing me down with old stories |
| The moments that shaped me somehow |
| And oh how I long for them now |
| Nostalgia just leave me |
| To live free of all those great memories |
| The ones that keep holding me back |
| When I need to let go of my past |
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| What of the things that I've seen |
| And the obsession with the places I've been |
| And all the people I've met |
| Will they remember me or choose to forget |
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| Where did all the time go? |
| And when did I get so old? |
| Always stuck in the moment |
| That feels out of focus |
| Please get the phone |
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| Nostalgia keeps calling |
| Tearing me down with old stories |
| The moments that shaped me somehow |
| And oh how I long for them now |
| Nostalgia just leave me |
| To live free of all those great memories |
| The ones that keep holding me back |
| When I need to let go of my past |
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| Oh nostalgia |
| Leave me alone for a while |
| I'm getting tired of chasing the ghosts of my past |
| Mile after mile after mile after mile after mile |
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| Nostalgia stop calling |
| Tearing me down with old stories |
| The moments that shaped me somehow |
| And oh how I long for them now |
| Nostalgia just leave me |
| To live free of all those great memories |
| The ones that keep holding me back |
| When I need to let go of my past |
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