Nostalgia

I gotta move away and everyone will say that it's all okay
When everything is fine, except Im losing time, its hard to favor mine
These streets echo me as they hear and see, I wait impatiently
Yelling silent cheers, I mistake for fears, It gets so clear

Its a bitter sweet victory, yeah

Im gonna miss this town, and everything between
Im gonna envy the kids who turn 18
Im gonna miss these streets, Im gonna miss this place
These are the moments I can never replace

I gotta move away and everyone will say that I'll be okay
When everything was fine, I know I had my time, its hard to regret mine
These nights felt so free, I never thought they'd be extraordinary
All the time I spent with people I met, I won't forget

If I had more time, I wouldn't even second guess for awhile