Wasted Years

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 realise 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 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 realise you're living in the golden years


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SMITH, ADRIAN FREDERICK

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