I remember Sundays in the park Evening prayers in the dark Sweet dreams of wings of hope Eyes wide open as a new morning broke I am desperate and I am nostalgic, Clinging to the past. As for tomorrow – I do believe this carrousel will pa** beyond the point of no returning. Good things never last. And it makes me sad and just…slightly mad! In my memories – still homeward bound. Those days were like a merry-go-round. Youth didn't come to soon. Sweet temptation – sweet perfume. I am desperate and I am nostalgic, Clinging to the past. As for tomorrow – I do believe this carrousel will pa** beyond the point of no returning. Good things never last. And it makes me sad and just…slightly mad! I remember Sundays in the park Evening prayers in the dark Sweet dreams of wings of hope Eyes wide open as a new morning broke In my memories – still homeward bound. Those days were like a merry-go-round. Youth didn't come to soon. Sweet temptation – sweet perfume. Am I being over-nostalgic? Dreaming of the past. The world today – I'm just not so sure if life's worth living for. There were times, I was optimistic We should have made it last. But now I'm just so sad… Don't be desperate – don't be frantic. I'm clinging to the past. I've got all the love you need. How could I made it last. It's peaceful here and so romantic. Instead I let it pa**. Now don't be sad…don't be sad. Don't be desperate – don't be frantic. I'm clinging to the past, to a dream you thought could come real. That hope is fading fast. It's peaceful here and so romantic. Instead I let it pa**. Come back – and stay…We'll find a way… Please…let me stay!