Years

The sun hits like a bullet of faith

And then suddenly I'm wide awake

Fake bliss, our apology's made

Was an enemy with no escape



My hands were tied,

But now the're mine

So grab on to desire and run away



These will be the years (x2)

The lights will all apear

These will be the years

Yeeeeeeeeeeears

These will be the years

Yeeeeeeears



Grey dust now sparkle in gold

And the best is yet to unfold

Why heat found in comfort and cold

And the heart is found in her soul



Her hands were tied

But now the're mine

To grab on and wherever you'll go I'll go



These will be the years (x2)

The lights will all apear

These will be the years

Yeeeeeeeeeeears

These will be the years

These will be the years (x2)

The lights will all apear

These will be the years