Текст Emily Hackett – Nostalgia

I’m the red balloon at the carnival
That you let go of to see how
High you got when you took your first hit
Felt so good when it hit your lips

I’m the night you borrowed your daddy’s car
So you could look cool when you picked her
Up all night with a desk light studying science
Dying inside ’cause you hated that shit
Didn’t ya, didn’t ya?

Oh
Throw your hands way up in the air if you feel me
Oh and when the party’s over
You still talk about me

You can find me
In your hometown
Burning up the radio
You know me
Got the scars, posters and Polaroid photos
Lift you up
And I pull you down
Long gone but I’m still around
Yeah I know all about ya
They call me Nostalgia
Nostalgia na na na nostalgia

I’m that little apartment up in New York
You could barely afford you were so
Broke his heart when you went off to college
Hurt so bad being that honest

I was your birthday night when he burned the chicken
Lookin’ back now and it was your
Favorite song on the TRL countdown
All day Sugar Ray singing it out
«I just wanna fly…»

Oh
Throw your hands way up in the air if you feel me
Oh and when the party’s over
You still talk about me

You can find me
In your hometown
Burning up the radio
You know me
Got the scars, posters and Polaroid photos
Lift you up
And I pull you down
Long gone but I’m still around
Yeah I know all about ya
They call me Nostalgia
Nostalgia na na na nostalgia
Nostalgia na na na nostalgia

Oh
Throw your hands way up in the air if you feel me
Oh and when the party’s over
You still talk about me