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From the coast of gold across the seven seas |
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I'm traveling on far and wide |
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But now it seems |
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I'm just a stranger to myself |
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And all the things |
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I sometimes do |
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It isn't me but someone else |
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I close my eyes and think of home |
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Another city goes by in the night |
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Ain't it funny how it is, |
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You never miss it till its gone away |
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And my heart is lying there |
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And will be till my dying day |
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So understand |
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Don't waste your time always |
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Searching for those wasted years |
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Face up... make your stand |
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And realize you're living in the golden years |
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Too much time on my hands, |
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I got you on my mind |
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Can't easy this pain so easily |
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When you can't find the words to say |
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It's hard to make it through another day |
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And it just makes me wanna cry |
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And throw my hands up to the sky |
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So understand |
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Don't waste your time always |
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Searching for those wasted years |
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Face up... make your stand |
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And realize you're living in the golden years |
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So understand |
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Don't waste your time always |
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Searching for those wasted years |
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Face up... make your stand |
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And realize you're living in the golden years |
