From the coast of gold, across the seven seas
I�m travellin on, far and wide
But now it seems, I�m just a stranger to myself
And all the things I sometimes do, it isn�t me but someone else
I close my eyes, and think of home
Another city goes by in the night
Ain�t it funny how it is, you never miss it `til it�s gone away
And my heart is lying there and will be `til my dying day
So understand, don�t waste your time always searching for those wasted years
Face up, make your stand
And realize you�re living in the golden years
Too much time on my hands
I got you on my mind
Can�t ease this pain, so easily
When you can�t find the words to say it�s hard to make it through another
day
And it just makes me wanna cry and throw my hands up to the sky
So understand, don�t waste your time always searching for those wasted years
Face up, make your stand
And realize you�re living in the golden years |
