These will be the years
These will be the years
These will be the years

These will be the years
These will be the years
These will be the years


Years
These will be the years

Years

The sun hits like a bullet of faith

And then suddenly I'm wide awake
Fake bliss or apologies made
Was an enemy with no escape


My hands were tied, But now ....
So grab on to desire and run ....


These will be the years
These will be the years

Lights will all appear
These will be the years. Years.