Years (feat. Matthew Koma) [Radio Edit]

The sun hits like a bullet of faith And then suddenly I'm wide awake Fake bliss, our apologies 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 These will be the years The lights will all appear These will be the years Years These will be the years Years Grey dust now sparkling gold And the best is yet to unfold White heat found in comfort and cold And a heart was found in her soul Her hands were tied But now they're mine So grab on, and wherever you'll go, I'll go These will be the years These will be the years The lights will all appear These will be the years Years These will be the years These will be the years These will be the years The lights will all appear These will be the years