All These Years Lyrics

It doesn't seem to bring you harm

And it doesn't seem to go my way

You can lie to the open wind

But your voice betrays your hate

Try to run from the blackened sky

From burn of the pain of the heart

I would step on your wounded pride

And display your dismay like it's art

Louder and louder and louder it goes

But nobody hears what's said

You can laugh and deceive yourself

But you'll answer to me when you're dead

Try to run from the blackened sky

From burn of the pain of the heart

I would step on your wounded pride

And display your dismay like it's art

It doesn't seem to bring you harm

And it doesn't seem to go my way

You can lie to the open wind

But your voice betrays your hate

I can feel it numbing after waiting all these years