ΕΞΟΜΟΛΟΓΗΣΕΙΣ

From the coast of gold, across the seven seasI'm travelling on, far and wideBut now it seemsI'm just a stranger to myselfAnd all the things I sometimes doIt isn't me but someone elseI close my eyes and think of homeAnother city goes by in the nightAin't it funny how it isYou never miss it 'til it's gone awayAnd my heart is lying thereAnd will be 'til my dying daySo understandDon't waste your timeAlways searching for those wasted yearsFace up...make your standAnd realize you're living in the golden yearsToo much time on my handsI got you on my mindCan't ease this pain, so easilyWhen you can't find the words to sayIt's hard to make it through another dayAnd it makes me want to cryAnd throw my hands up to the skySo understandDon't waste your timeAlways searching for those wasted yearsFace up...make your standAnd realize you're living in the golden yearsSo understandDon't waste your timeAlways searching for those wasted yearsFace up...make your standAnd realize you're living in the golden yearsSo understandDon't waste your timeAlways searching for those wasted yearsFace up...make your standAnd realize you're living in the golden years