Текст песни Years (Acoustic Version) - Matthew Koma

Sun hits like a bullet of faith
And then suddenly I′m wide awake
Fake bliss, our apologies made
Was an enemy with no escape
My hands were tied
Now they're not
She grab on to desire and run away
These will be the years
These will be the years
The lights will all appear
These will be the years
These will be the years
Grey dust now sparkle and gold
And the best is yet to unfold
White heat founding comfort and cold
And her heart is found in her soul
My hands were tied
But now they′re mine
Grab on and wherever you go
And go
These will be the years
These will be the years
The lights will all appear
These will be the years
Its you and I
At the speed of light
You and I
At the speed of light
These will be the years
These will be the years
Years
These will be the years
Years