Текст песни Nostalgia's a Curse - chxrles

Here I am in the palm of your hand again
I haven't laid my eyes on you for over 18 months, I haven't spent much time with you
And that is all because of me, myself and I

Here I am a-a-a-again with my melancholy memories
Knowing that I'll never be
Running down back into those woods like a kid again, barely understanding the rules
All from way back when we had a child's imagination

Spaghetti western's influence our Jim McCoy
Ignore the fact that we're just boys with toys making some noise
And I won't forget all the games kept in our heads
They're safe and sound and locked for now and evermore

Here I am a-a-a-again with my melancholy memories
My nostalgia's killing me