They say nostalgia ain't what it used to be
But that's not true for me
Because I long for those times when we were free
And we could say, "hello"
In the town I used to know

I'll always think of you
With everything I do
The way you used to be
Now that it's history
A faded photograph
Evokes a bitter laugh
Sometimes it seems a shame
That nothing stays the same

The old man who is pointing to
A space up in mid-air
Says, "see that spot, above that lot?
I used to live right there."

Do you remember when the big bands used to play here?
You could see 50 guys all playing on stage at one time together
Nowadays, you're lucky if you get two

I'll always think of you
The town I somehow knew
The way it used to be
Now that it's history
The way the world was then
Seems like a heaven
And when I'm gone you know
That's where I hope to go