You start far above you
From a girl you knew long ago
On a holiday weekend
Whoa ho, whoa ho
And you know you are damned once more
In some forgotten story
From your living library
Of things that you remember
There it goes again
Those old emotions
And it brings back, and it brings back
Those old emotions
There's a taste in the sea air
And the ghosts cry overhead
You walk and sink in the wet sand
Whoa ho, whoa ho
And you know love, love, love
And you know you are damned once more
In some forgotten story
From your living library
Of things that you remember
There it goes again
Those old emotions
And it brings back, and it brings back
Those old emotions
There it goes again
Those old emotions
And it brings back, and it brings back
Those old emotions
There it goes again
There it goes again
Those old emotions