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 I'm just a stranger to myself
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And all the things 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, 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
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Wasted Years
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Damone |