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
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