Years (Radio Edit)

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 they're mine

So grab on to desire and run away

These will be the years

The lights will all appear

These will be the years

These will be the years

Grey dust now sparkle in gold

And the best is yet to unfold

White heat found in comfort and cold

And a heart is found in her soul

Her hands were tied

But now they're mine

To grab on and wherever you'll go

I'll go

These will be the years

The lights will all apear

These will be the years

These will be the years

These will be the years

The lights will all apear

These will be the years