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 - I do believe
this carrousel will pass
beyond the point of no returning.
Good things never last.
And it makes me sad and just...slightly mad!
In my memories - still homeward bound.
Those days were like a merry-go-round.
Youth didn't come to soon.
Sweet temptation - sweet perfume.
I am desperate and I am nostalgic,
Clinging to the past.
As for tomorrow - I do believe
this carrousel will pass
beyond the point of no returning.
Good things never last.
And it makes me sad and just...slightly mad!
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
In my memories - still homeward bound.
Those days were like a merry-go-round.
Youth didn't come to soon.
Sweet temptation - sweet perfume.
Am I being over-nostalgic?
Dreaming of the past.
The world today - I'm just not so sure
if life's worth living for.
There were times, I was optimistic
We should have made it last.
But now I'm just so sad...
Don't be desperate - don't be frantic.
I'm clinging to the past.
I've got all the love you need.
How could I made it last.
It's peaceful here and so romantic.
Instead I let it pass.
Now don't be sad...don't be sad.
Don't be desperate - don't be frantic.
I'm clinging to the past,
to a dream you thought could come real.
That hope is fading fast.
It's peaceful here and so romantic.
Instead I let it pass.
Come back - and stay...We'll find a way...
Please...let me stay!
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 - I do believe
this carrousel will pass
beyond the point of no returning.
Good things never last.
And it makes me sad and just...slightly mad!
In my memories - still homeward bound.
Those days were like a merry-go-round.
Youth didn't come to soon.
Sweet temptation - sweet perfume.
I am desperate and I am nostalgic,
Clinging to the past.
As for tomorrow - I do believe
this carrousel will pass
beyond the point of no returning.
Good things never last.
And it makes me sad and just...slightly mad!
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
In my memories - still homeward bound.
Those days were like a merry-go-round.
Youth didn't come to soon.
Sweet temptation - sweet perfume.
Am I being over-nostalgic?
Dreaming of the past.
The world today - I'm just not so sure
if life's worth living for.
There were times, I was optimistic
We should have made it last.
But now I'm just so sad...
Don't be desperate - don't be frantic.
I'm clinging to the past.
I've got all the love you need.
How could I made it last.
It's peaceful here and so romantic.
Instead I let it pass.
Now don't be sad...don't be sad.
Don't be desperate - don't be frantic.
I'm clinging to the past,
to a dream you thought could come real.
That hope is fading fast.
It's peaceful here and so romantic.
Instead I let it pass.
Come back - and stay...We'll find a way...
Please...let me stay!