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