The Living Years Lyrics

Song	The Living Years
Artist	James Last
Album	My Favorites
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	Chris de Burgh - The Living Years
	Every generation, blames the one before
	And all of their frustrations, come beating on your door
	I know that I'm a prisoner to all my father held so dear
	I know that I'm a hostage to all his hopes and fears
	I just wish I could have told him in the living years
	Crumpled bits of paper
	Filled with imperfect thoughts
	Stilted conversations, I'm afraid that's all we've got
	You say you just don't see it, he says its perfect sense
	You just can't get agreement, in this present tense
	We all talk a different language, talking in defense
	So say it loud
	Say it clear
	You can listen as well as you hear
	It's too late (it's too late)
	When we die (when we die)
	To admit we don't see eye to eye
	So we open up the quarrel
	Between the present and the past
	We only sacrifice the future
	It's the bitterness that lasts
	So don't yield to the fortunes
	You sometimes see as fate
	It may have a new perspective on a different day
	And if you don't give up, and don't give in, you may just be OK
	So say it say it say it loud
	Say it clear
	You can listen as well as you hear
	Cos it's too late (it's too late)
	When we die (when we die)
	To admit we don't see eye to eye
	I wasn't there that morning
	When my father passed away
	I didn't get to tell him, all the things I had to say
	I think I caught his spirit, later that same year
	I’m sure I heard his echo in my baby's newborn tears
	I just, wish I could have told him in the living years
	So say it say it say it loud
	Say it clear
	You can listen as well as you hear
	Cos it's too late (it's too late)
	When we die (when we die)
	To admit we don't see eye to eye
	Yes it's too late (it's too late)
	When we die (when we die)
	To admit we don't see eye to eye
	Every generation…

	Chris de Burgh The Living Years
	Every generation, blames the one before
	And all of their frustrations, come beating on your door
	I know that I' m a prisoner to all my father held so dear
	I know that I' m a hostage to all his hopes and fears
	I just wish I could have told him in the living years
	Crumpled bits of paper
	Filled with imperfect thoughts
	Stilted conversations, I' m afraid that' s all we' ve got
	You say you just don' t see it, he says its perfect sense
	You just can' t get agreement, in this present tense
	We all talk a different language, talking in defense
	So say it loud
	Say it clear
	You can listen as well as you hear
	It' s too late it' s too late
	When we die when we die
	To admit we don' t see eye to eye
	So we open up the quarrel
	Between the present and the past
	We only sacrifice the future
	It' s the bitterness that lasts
	So don' t yield to the fortunes
	You sometimes see as fate
	It may have a new perspective on a different day
	And if you don' t give up, and don' t give in, you may just be OK
	So say it say it say it loud
	Say it clear
	You can listen as well as you hear
	Cos it' s too late it' s too late
	When we die when we die
	To admit we don' t see eye to eye
	I wasn' t there that morning
	When my father passed away
	I didn' t get to tell him, all the things I had to say
	I think I caught his spirit, later that same year
	I' m sure I heard his echo in my baby' s newborn tears
	I just, wish I could have told him in the living years
	So say it say it say it loud
	Say it clear
	You can listen as well as you hear
	Cos it' s too late it' s too late
	When we die when we die
	To admit we don' t see eye to eye
	Yes it' s too late it' s too late
	When we die when we die
	To admit we don' t see eye to eye
	Every generation

	Chris de Burgh The Living Years
	Every generation, blames the one before
	And all of their frustrations, come beating on your door
	I know that I' m a prisoner to all my father held so dear
	I know that I' m a hostage to all his hopes and fears
	I just wish I could have told him in the living years
	Crumpled bits of paper
	Filled with imperfect thoughts
	Stilted conversations, I' m afraid that' s all we' ve got
	You say you just don' t see it, he says its perfect sense
	You just can' t get agreement, in this present tense
	We all talk a different language, talking in defense
	So say it loud
	Say it clear
	You can listen as well as you hear
	It' s too late it' s too late
	When we die when we die
	To admit we don' t see eye to eye
	So we open up the quarrel
	Between the present and the past
	We only sacrifice the future
	It' s the bitterness that lasts
	So don' t yield to the fortunes
	You sometimes see as fate
	It may have a new perspective on a different day
	And if you don' t give up, and don' t give in, you may just be OK
	So say it say it say it loud
	Say it clear
	You can listen as well as you hear
	Cos it' s too late it' s too late
	When we die when we die
	To admit we don' t see eye to eye
	I wasn' t there that morning
	When my father passed away
	I didn' t get to tell him, all the things I had to say
	I think I caught his spirit, later that same year
	I' m sure I heard his echo in my baby' s newborn tears
	I just, wish I could have told him in the living years
	So say it say it say it loud
	Say it clear
	You can listen as well as you hear
	Cos it' s too late it' s too late
	When we die when we die
	To admit we don' t see eye to eye
	Yes it' s too late it' s too late
	When we die when we die
	To admit we don' t see eye to eye
	Every generation

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