NOSTALGIA
Music wonders my mind
Xanadu throws me back to ‘ 79
Playing with Lego at home….
And the song….makes it vivid….all along
The sweet tender voices
Olivia, Diana or Frida
It all comes back to me, yeah it all comes back to me
The smell of……holidays at home
The synths are grooving the air
And the guitars (are) sliding through
(well) The bass humps like McCartney
And the drums….are strumming….along
The sweet tender voices
Olivia, Diana or Frida
It all comes back to me, yeah it all comes back to me
The smell of……holidays at home
And it feels really strange
The memory is so old
And it’s been so long
The only way back, is through a song
The sweet tender voices
Olivia, Diana or Frida
It all comes back to me, yeah it all comes back to me
The smell of……holidays at home