| I bet that you love me like I love you
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| But I should know that gambling just don’t pay
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| So I look up to the sky
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| And I wonder what it’ll be like in days gone by
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| As I sit and bathe in the wave of nostalgia for an age yet to come
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| I always used to dream of the past
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| But like they say, yesterday never comes
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| Sometimes there’s a song in my brain
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| And I feel that my heart knows the refrain
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| I guess it’s just the music that brings on nostalgia for an age yet to come
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| Ah, nostalgia for an age yet to come
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| Nostalgia for an age yet to come
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| About the future, I only can reminisce
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| For what I’ve had is what I’ll never get
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| And although this may sound strange
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| My future and my past are presently disarranged
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| And I’m surfing on a wave of nostalgia for an age yet to come
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| I look, I only see what I don’t know
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| All that was strong, invincible, is slain
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| Takes more than sunshine to make everything fine
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| And I feel like I’m trapped in the middle of time
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| And this constant feeling of nostalgia for an age yet to come
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| Ah, nostalgia for an age yet to come
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| About the future, I only can reminisce
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| For what I’ve had is what I’ll never get
|
| And although this may sound strange
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| My future and my past are presently disarranged
|
| And I’m surfing on a wave of nostalgia for an age yet to come
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| I look, I only see what I don’t know
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| All that was strong, invincible, is slain
|
| Takes more than sunshine to make everything fine
|
| And I feel like I’m trapped in the middle of time
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| And this constant feeling of nostalgia for an age yet to come
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| Ah, nostalgia for an age yet to come
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| Nostalgia for an age yet to come
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| Nostalgia for an age yet to come |