The Beamish Brothers - Nostalgia

Don’t you find it odd how we’re lost in nostalgia,
thank God that I found you, stand out in the crowd,
as we dance through the smoke like it’s still 1960,
fell down when it hit me, but now I

Don’t wanna rush this, you mean too much to me to mess this up,
in an instant, last minute, make rash decisions till it breaks the trust. 
21st century love, but that don’t mean it meant to be us. 
So call me old fashioned but I’m still catching up. 
AHHH, AHHH,
So call me old fashioned but I’m still catching up.

So let’s block out the calls, it don’t rain till it pours,
to my soul you implored all the things I’m grateful for. 
You open my eyes to the weight of the sky, and as the spiritual collides,
baby we can take our time, cos I 

Don’t wanna rush this, you mean too much to me to mess this up,
in an instant, last minute, make rash decisions till it breaks the trust. 
21st century love, but that don’t mean it meant to be us. 
So call me old fashioned but I’m still catching up. 
AHHH, AHHH,
So call me old fashioned but I’m still catching up.

Oooh I’m shaking baby hold me still,
Have my fractured heart to heal. 
It’s just how I feel oh but I…

Don’t wanna rush this, you mean too much to me to mess this up,
in an instant, last minute, make rash decisions till it breaks the trust. 
21st century love, but that don’t mean it meant to be us. 
So call me old fashioned but I’m still catching up. 
AHHH, AHHH,
So call me old fashioned but I’m still catching up.

Written by:
VIOLIN BROTHERS

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