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I remember Sundays in the park
Evening prayers in the dark
Sweet dreams of wings of hope
Eyes wide open as a new morning broke
I am desperate and I am nostalgic,
Clinging to the past.
As for tomorrow â I do believe
this carrousel will pass
beyond the point of no returning.
Good things never last.
An dit makes me sad and justâ¦slightly mad!
In my memories â still homeward bound.
Those days were like a merry-go-round.
Youth didnât come to soon.
Sweet temptation â sweet perfume.
I am desperate and I am nostalgic,
Clinging to the past.
As for tomorrow â I do believe
this carrousel will pass
beyond the point of no returning.
Good things never last.
An dit makes me sad and justâ¦slightly mad!
Am I being over-nostalgic?
Youâre clinging to the past.
The world today â Iâm just not so sure
if lifeâs worth living for.
There were times when I was optimistic
We could have made it last.
But now Iâm just so sadâ¦
Donât be desperate â donât be frantic.
Iâm clinging to the past.
Iâve got all the love you need.
I could have made it last.
Itâs peaceful here and so romantic.
Instead I let it pass.
Now donât be sadâ¦donât be sad.
Donât be desperate â donât be frantic.
Iâm clinging to the past,
to a dream you thought could come real.
That hope is fading fast.
Itâs peaceful here and so romantic.
Yes, I let it pass. Come back â and stayâ¦
Weâll find a wayâ¦
Pleaseâ¦let me stay!