I scroll through memories like a worn-out tape,
Every laugh, every night that we couldn’t replace.
Didn’t know at the time it was gold in my hands,
Didn’t know that the best days slip like sand.
(Nostalgia nostalgia)
And now I’m sittin’ here staring at the ceiling,
Heart playing back the past with too much feeling.
Funny how life moves fast without asking,
Then leaves you with pictures that keep you gasping.
(Nostalgia nostalgia)
If I could pause the world, go back just one time,
I’d hold those moments closer, tighten every line.
But time don’t bargain, it don’t rewind,
Leaves you chasing ghosts you can’t ever find.
Nostalgia’s got me breakin’ in the quiet of the night,
Wishing I could run back to the days that felt right.
All these memories hit me harder than they should,
’Cause I’d trade the whole world for the old neighborhood.
Nostalgia’s like a song that I can’t replay,
A moment in time that keeps fading away.
And it hurts ’cause I know I can’t live it again
Oh, I miss back then — yeah, the way it felt,
When the world was warm and I wasn’t someone else.
Now the days feel heavy, the nights hit deep,
And I cry for the memories I can’t keep.
I miss back then — when we laughed so loud,
Before the hurt, before the world got too proud.
You can’t relive a moment no matter how hard you try,
And that’s the kind of truth that makes you want to cry.
Everything’s different, and I didn’t ask it to be,
Life flipped the script, didn’t warn, didn’t speak.
And I’m stuck replaying ages I’ll never meet again,
Faces that faded, hearts I called friends.
(Nostalgia nostalgia)
I’d trade a thousand tomorrows just to feel that sun,
Running wild with my people, not thinking we’d be done.
There’s a hole in my chest where the past used to live,
A soft little place only nostalgia can give.
(Nostalgia nostalgia)
If growing up means losing pieces of my soul,
Then no wonder the future never feels whole.
I want one more hour of who I used to be—
Just one more shot at that old version of me.
Nostalgia’s got me breakin’ in the quiet of the night,
Wishing I could run back to the days that felt right.
All these memories hit me harder than they should,
’Cause I’d trade the whole world for the old neighborhood.
Oh, I miss back then — yeah, the way it felt,
When the world was warm and I wasn’t someone else.
Now the days feel heavy, the nights hit deep,
And I cry for the memories I can’t keep.
I miss back then — when we laughed so loud,
Before the hurt, before the world got too proud.
You can’t relive a moment no matter how hard you try,
And that’s the kind of truth that makes you want to cry.
(Nostalgia nostalgia)
I miss back then — yeah, I miss that light,
Those summer stars, those long soft nights.
Life moves on, but damn, it hits tight—
Wishing I could go back just one more time.
BiBi
