NOSTALGIA


Restless they wander through the dust

A world built upon broken trust

So wasted in this daunting land

Will you be there to hold my hand?


Alone they stand, their fate foretold

Misplaced here and now, the future's cold,

I've left the path and you'll never see

What could have been and will never be.


Their will was broken, their freedom in chains

No gentle heart that still remains

Just one more time I hold you tight

It feels like home, it feels so right.