Wasted Years -

From the coasts of Gaul

I crossed the seven seas

I’m traveling on, far away

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

I think of home

Another city goes by

In the night

Ain’t it funny how it is

You never miss it till it’s gone away

And my heart is lying there

And will be till my dying days

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’ve 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 throgh 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

So, understand

Dont' waste your time always searching for

Those wasted years

Face up, make your stand

And realize you’re living in

The golden years