The Golden Years (Short Version)

It's not like it's a matter of life or death
You've not run out of love yet
there is plenty left
In this city I know
In this city I call my home
It's not like it's a matter of life or death
You've not run out of love yet
there is plenty left
In this city I know
In this city I call my home
In this city I call my home
In this city I call my home
In this city I call my home
In this city I call my home
It's not like it's a matter of life or death
It's not like it's a matter of life or death
You've not run out of love yet
there is plenty left
In this city I know
In this city I call my home
In this city I call my home
In this city I call my home
In this city I call my home