Flood of time Passing by What's been has been What's done is done Follow the streams Move with the northern winds Set the sails to discover new moments Bon voyage Ride the waves of the torrents of time Save our souls A man overboard We're holding on To what is known And all what's left Are all the moments we remembered to for forget All the ships have sailed Castaway Mayday, mayday We would trade our tomorrows For a single yesterday We'd trade our coming years For a single yesteryear A man over board Save our souls Man overboard So far from shore a man overboard Would trade his tomorrows For a single yesterday Would trade his coming years For a single yesteryear We would trade my tomorrows We're sinking in Nostalgia We're sinking in We're drowning in Nostalgia Everything I ever loved came to be the things that I have lost in time Moments working overtime when yesterday's old memories are still alive The future seems so far away, farther than the past is near. I'm drowning in Nostalgia We're sinking in We're drowning in Nostalgia