Original lyrics

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I saw a ghost of myself down by the river We always used to throw rocks in I couldn't help but sit there, stare up and wonder Just where the hell that person's been Remember those nights never seem to end Well they did and we'll never get 'em back again I don't, I don't, feel the same way as I used to But I guess, I guess, that's what happens When you let nostalgia get the best of you, you Bonfires lit up the dead of the winter It's so good to be home again Watch the sunset with all our friends We drank away the weekends We were so naive back then There's not one thing that I'd change, I'd live it just the same And I'd make all the same mistakes I don't, I don't, feel the same way as I used to But I guess, I guess, that's what happens When you let nostalgia get the best of... Wish I had all the time in the world To count the stars in the sky, or just waste time By counting cars passing by Staring at clouds while questioning life When I die, bury me by the river We always used to throw rocks in I don't, I don't, feel the same way as I used to But I guess, I guess, that's what happens When you let nostalgia get the best of you