Binance

Wasted Years (Damone)

From the coast of gold across seven seas I'm traveling on far and wide But now it seems I'm just a stranger to myself And all these 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'll never miss it till it's gone away And my heart is lying there and will be till my dying day So understand, don't waste your time always Searching for those wasted 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 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, 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