Wasted Years

From the coast of gold
across the seven seas,
I'm travelling 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,
I 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.
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.
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.