Nostalgia

Into a picture you painted with dreams
Upon some ruins of concrete and steel
You keep a garden where i'd like to go
Where only some hyacinths will grow

When you chase your sadness away with a sigh
The rain starts to flood from the dark purple sky
Tell me what happens Angel when you cry?
Does it bring the cold and endless night?

Nostalgia your beauty is unrivaled in this world that is ours
It matches the music that pounds to the beat of your heart
Your mind is a garden where poets are meant to get lost
Your body is the temple they have been born to adore
Nostalgia is the angel... without a halo

Knowledge is the nectar that pours from your lips
You could seal the faith of a man with a kiss
And who dosen't see this must surely be blind
Or can't tune to the wavelength of your mind

For those who know the right way to go
No fruit is forbiden in Hyacinth's grove
Some taste like pleasure and some taste like pain
Some taste like love that got washed in the rain

Nostalgia your beauty is unrivaled in this world that is ours
It matches the music that pounds to the beat of your heart
Your mind is a garden where poets are meant to get lost
Your body is the temple that they have been born to adore
Nostalgia is the angel... without a halo

(Break)

Nostalgia your beauty is unrivaled in this world that is ours
It matches the music that pounds to the beat of your heart
Your mind is a garden where poets are meant to get lost
Your body is the temple that they have been born to adore
Nostalgia is the angel... without a halo