Nostalgia
M1NFaded photos on the wooden floor
Golden sunlight dancing through the door
I can smell the tea and the morning rain
A peaceful heart that knew no pain
The laughter echoes in the hallway still
A warmth that time could never chill
Take me back to where I used to belong
To the house filled with a simple song
But the keys are lost and the windows barred
The road back home has grown so hard
I’m reaching out for a hand I can’t hold
Watching the embers turning cold
Time is a river that only flows one way
Turning the gold into shades of grey
If I could open that heavy door
I’d never ask for anything more
Take me back to where I used to belong
To the house filled with a simple song
But the keys are lost and the windows barred
The road back home has grown so hard
I’m reaching out for a hand I can’t hold
Watching the embers turning cold