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Take me back for just one evening | Nostalgia - Original Song by Trail Of Melody

Here is an original song for anyone who sometimes wishes they could turn back the clock. "Nostalgia" is a tribute to the simple days of childhood—chalk maps on the pavement, paper boats in the rain, and mango summers that felt endless. If this song brought back a memory for you, let me know in the comments below. Welcome to the Trail Of Melody. 🔔 Subscribe for more original music Lyrics: [Verse 1] Bare feet on sun-warm pavement, chalk maps on dusty hands, Paper boats catching gutters, drifting toward distant lands. Mama’s hum from the kitchen, a crooked tune of our street, Laughed until the streetlights blinked — the evenings felt complete. [Bridge] I tuck away the small things — a marble, a faded song, Little anchors in my pocket that keep pulling me along. [Chorus] Take me back to the corner where our Sunday skies were wide, Where every crooked alley held a secret we could hide. To paper boats and porchlight, to mango summers long, Take me back for just one evening — when the world was small and strong. [Verse 2] Cricket cries and cassette tapes, the smell of rain on stone, Trading badges, secret forts, a government of our own. We swore by stolen rooftops, we swore by borrowed time, I still keep one small ticket from that one last makeshift ride. [Chorus] Take me back to the corner where our Sunday skies were wide, Where every crooked alley held a secret we could hide. To paper boats and porchlight, to mango summers long, Take me back for just one evening — when the world was small and strong. [Middle Bridge] Now city lights are shouting, the streets have learned new names, But sometimes in the quiet, I can hear the old refrains. If memory’s a compass, I still know the lane — I walk it in my suitcase when the nights get hard to tame. [Chorus — Full] Take me back to the corner where our Sunday skies were wide, Where every crooked alley held a secret we could hide. To paper boats and porchlight, to mango summers long, Take me back for just one evening — when the world was small and strong. (ohhh — when the world was small and strong) [End / Outro] Close my eyes, I’m five again — barefoot, brave, and sure, Beneath that waiting banyan tree, the future seemed secure. Keep the porchlight on, I’ll find my way back home. #nostalgia #originalsong #trailofmelody #indiefolk #childhoodmemories