1979 - The Soundhouse Tapes And More

1979 - The Soundhouse Tapes And More

From the coast of gold, across the seven seas I'm traveling 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 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 want to 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