NOSTALGIA
Copyright ©
Susan Werner
Description: Piano
I'm so tired of looking out the window
Tired of the dusty glass
I'm so tired of looking out the window
Oh nostalgia
I'm so tired of looking at my daughter
Tired of her sea-blue eyes
I'm so tired of looking at my daughter
Oh nostalgia
When I was young it all came to me so easily
I turned heads in every room
When I was young, he would smile at me, the maitre'd
And everyone knew who was who
I was someone
I'm so tired I feel I'm getting thirsty
I'm so tired I need a drink
I'm so tired I feel I'm getting thirsty
Oh nostalgia
I'm so tired of looking out the window
And filling up my dusty glass
I'm so tired of looking out the window
Oh nostalgia
I'm so tired of looking at your picture
Tired of your sea-blue eyes
I'm so tired of looking at your picture
Oh nostalgia
When I was young it all came to me so easily
I turned heads in every room
When I was young, he would smile at me, the maitre'd
And lead me to your booth
I was someone
I'm so tired I dream about the ocean
I'm so tired I never dream
I'm so tired I'm diving for the bottom
Oh nostalgia
Oh nostalgia
Oh nostalgia
[October 1999]