WASTED YEARS
(Adrian Smith)
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 its 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 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.
(Adrian Smith)
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 its 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 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.
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