Song | Slightly Mad |
Artist | Magic Pie |
Album | The Suffering Joy |
I remember Sundays in the park | |
Evening prayers in the dark | |
Sweet dreams of wings of hope | |
Eyes wide open as a new morning broke | |
I am desperate and I am nostalgic, | |
Clinging to the past. | |
As for tomorrow – I do believe | |
this carrousel will pass | |
beyond the point of no returning. | |
Good things never last. | |
An dit makes me sad and just…slightly mad! | |
In my memories – still homeward bound. | |
Those days were like a merry-go-round. | |
Youth didn’t come to soon. | |
Sweet temptation – sweet perfume. | |
I am desperate and I am nostalgic, | |
Clinging to the past. | |
As for tomorrow – I do believe | |
this carrousel will pass | |
beyond the point of no returning. | |
Good things never last. | |
An dit makes me sad and just…slightly mad! | |
Am I being over-nostalgic? | |
You’re clinging to the past. | |
The world today – I’m just not so sure | |
if life’s worth living for. | |
There were times when I was optimistic | |
We could have made it last. | |
But now I’m just so sad… | |
Don’t be desperate – don’t be frantic. | |
I’m clinging to the past. | |
I’ve got all the love you need. | |
I could have made it last. | |
It’s peaceful here and so romantic. | |
Instead I let it pass. | |
Now don’t be sad…don’t be sad. | |
Don’t be desperate – don’t be frantic. | |
I’m clinging to the past, | |
to a dream you thought could come real. | |
That hope is fading fast. | |
It’s peaceful here and so romantic. | |
Yes, I let it pass. Come back – and stay… | |
We’ll find a way… | |
Please…let me stay! |
I remember Sundays in the park | |
Evening prayers in the dark | |
Sweet dreams of wings of hope | |
Eyes wide open as a new morning broke | |
I am desperate and I am nostalgic, | |
Clinging to the past. | |
As for tomorrow I do believe | |
this carrousel will pass | |
beyond the point of no returning. | |
Good things never last. | |
An dit makes me sad and just slightly mad! | |
In my memories still homeward bound. | |
Those days were like a merrygoround. | |
Youth didn' t come to soon. | |
Sweet temptation sweet perfume. | |
I am desperate and I am nostalgic, | |
Clinging to the past. | |
As for tomorrow I do believe | |
this carrousel will pass | |
beyond the point of no returning. | |
Good things never last. | |
An dit makes me sad and just slightly mad! | |
Am I being overnostalgic? | |
You' re clinging to the past. | |
The world today I' m just not so sure | |
if life' s worth living for. | |
There were times when I was optimistic | |
We could have made it last. | |
But now I' m just so sad | |
Don' t be desperate don' t be frantic. | |
I' m clinging to the past. | |
I' ve got all the love you need. | |
I could have made it last. | |
It' s peaceful here and so romantic. | |
Instead I let it pass. | |
Now don' t be sad don' t be sad. | |
Don' t be desperate don' t be frantic. | |
I' m clinging to the past, | |
to a dream you thought could come real. | |
That hope is fading fast. | |
It' s peaceful here and so romantic. | |
Yes, I let it pass. Come back and stay | |
We' ll find a way | |
Please let me stay! |