You remind me of September
Fallen leaves, burning embers
Coffee beans, a breeze on my face
Pumpkin patches, apple orchards
Wagon rides with headless horseman
Hollow trees where we carved our names
The temptress of Nostalgia shows herself completely
Standing on the water
Card behind her waist
These visions of Johanna
Try their best to spin me
Only fallen statues can follow in their place
As I walked after midnight
Rejecting even the moonlight
I saw a silhouetted frame
Thin ice turned to virgin snow
With darkness gone the curtains rose
I read between her lines of age
The temptress of Nostalgia comes disguised as autumn
Holding her arms out stretched
Card behind her waist
These visions of Johanna
No longer can spin me
Only falling statues can follow in her place
Nick Rolser - Nostalgia Lyrics
Nick Rolser - Nostalgia Lyrics
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You remind me of September
Fallen leaves, burning embers
Coffee beans, a breeze on my face
Pumpkin patches, apple orchards
Wagon rides with headless horseman
Hollow trees where we carved our names
The temptress of Nostalgia shows herself completely
Standing on the water
Card behind her waist
These visions of Johanna
Try their best to spin me
Only fallen statues can follow in their place
As I walked after midnight
Rejecting even the moonlight
I saw a silhouetted frame
Thin ice turned to virgin snow
With darkness gone the curtains rose
I read between her lines of age
The temptress of Nostalgia comes disguised as autumn
Holding her arms out stretched
Card behind her waist
These visions of Johanna
No longer can spin me
Only falling statues can follow in her place
Fallen leaves, burning embers
Coffee beans, a breeze on my face
Pumpkin patches, apple orchards
Wagon rides with headless horseman
Hollow trees where we carved our names
The temptress of Nostalgia shows herself completely
Standing on the water
Card behind her waist
These visions of Johanna
Try their best to spin me
Only fallen statues can follow in their place
As I walked after midnight
Rejecting even the moonlight
I saw a silhouetted frame
Thin ice turned to virgin snow
With darkness gone the curtains rose
I read between her lines of age
The temptress of Nostalgia comes disguised as autumn
Holding her arms out stretched
Card behind her waist
These visions of Johanna
No longer can spin me
Only falling statues can follow in her place
Writer: Nicholas Rolser
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid