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