Nostalgia is creeping into my mind,
Reminding me of simpler times.
A time when love was all I needed.
I'm thinking about your hand in mine.
I'm pondering those quiet exchanges.
It's funny how real it all still feels.
The past can seem brighter in memory.
Those day weren't always so sunny,
But then, I had nothing much to lose.
Progression has a way of weighing us down.
Success can shake your confidence.
And here I am with everything I had wanted.
Still I'm thinking of the simple days,
When I didn't know the world's ways.
I have it all... except that sweet simplicity.