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 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 know In this city I call my home