Wasted Years

From the coast of gold, across the seven seas, I'm traveling off, far and wide.

But now it seems, I'm just a stranger to myself.

I know the things I sometimes do, it isn't me but someone else.

I close my eyes and think of Rome, another city goes by in the night

Ain't it funny how it is, you never make it till it's gone away

And my heart is lying there, I'm moving to my dying day

So understand

The wasted time always searching for those wasted years

Face up, make it stand

And realize you're living in the golden years

Too much this 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 makes me wanna cry

I throw my hands up to the sky

So understand

Don't waste your time away searching for those wasted years

Face up, make your stand

And realize you're living in the golden years

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.

So understand, don't waste your time always searching for those wasted years.

Face up, make your stand, and realise you're living in the golden years.