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