Текст песни Mike And The Mechanics - The Living Years
Mike And The Mechanics - The Living Years слова песни
Every generationBlames the one beforeAnd all of their frustrationsCome beating on your doorI know that I`m a prisonerTo all my Father held so dearI know that I`m a hostageTo all his hopes and fearsI just wish I could have told him in the living yearsCrumpled bits of paperFilled with imperfect thoughtStilted conversationsI`m afraid that`s all we`ve gotYou say you just don`t see itHe says it`s perfect senseYou just can`t get agreementIn this present tenseWe all talk a different languageTalking in defenceSay it loud, say it clearYou can listen as well as you hearIt`s too late when we dieTo admit we don`t see eye to eyeSo we open up a quarrelBetween the present and the pastWe only sacrifice the futureIt`s the bitterness that lastsSo Don`t yield to the fortunesYou sometimes see as fateIt may have a new perspectiveOn a different dayAnd if you don`t give up, and don`t give inYou may just be O.K.Say it loud, say it clearYou can listen as well as you hearIt`s too late when we dieTo admit we don`t see eye to eyeI wasn`t there that morningWhen my Father passed awayI didn`t get to tell himAll the things I had to sayI think I caught his spiritLater that same yearI`m sure I heard his echoIn my baby`s new born tearsI just wish I could have told him in the living yearsSay it loud, say it clearYou can listen as well as you hearIt`s too late when we dieTo admit we don`t see eye to eye