Damone

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 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
Face up... make your stand
And realize you're living in the golden years