Wild Years (Live At Studio 2 London)

It was pity that stained his hand

He left no goal, so to be damned

It was love and it broke both hearts

She was selfish right from the start

It was pity that stained his hand

As he left no goal, so to be damned

It was love and it broke both hearts

He was selfish right from the start

People may come

And easy they go

The only living friends

In these wild years

It was feelings that did grow cold

And before time, young man,

And the middle unfolds

It was not fear that broke them apart

It was love and it broke both hearts

People may come

And easy they go

The only living friends

In these wild years

Oh deliver my song

I don't know what it means

The sins of a man

Fulfilling all your dreams

In these wild years

Wild years

Wild years

Wild years

He did no good and she did worse

He wore his shame like some torn shirt

He doesn't know quite where she’s been

But it was love that they both could feel

People may come

And easy they go

The only living friends

In these wild years

Oh deliver my song

I don't know what it means

The sins of a man

Fulfilling all your dreams

In these wild years

Wild years

Wild years

Wild years