Let me take you on a ride
Down my Sunset Boulevard
Let me show you how the town
Will be printed in my mind
Let me take you to the place
Where the sky is at its best
Here's the view of my city
Here's a pure visuality
For so long I took this for granted
Now look at me, just regretting
That I didn't appreciate before
All the beauty a little more
This is an ode to nostalgia
Hair in a wind of melodrama
The regret's floating around
Life goes on, but nothing's gone
All the birds have perfect pitch
Moviemaking comes from here
Lights shine on December 8
And when the sun sets
Hearts rise
This is an ode to nostalgia
Hair in a wind of melodrama
The regret's floating around
Life goes on, but nothing's gone
Nothing's gone
Nothing's gone
Nothing's gone
Nothing's gone
Nothing's gone
For so long I took this for granted
Now look at me, just regretting
That I didn't appreciate before
All the beauty a little more
This is an ode to nostalgia
Hair in a wind of melodrama
The regret's floating around
Life goes on, and nothing's gone
Nothing's gone