[{"id":1555757,"name":"The living years","trackName":"The living years","artistName":"Russell Watson","albumName":"The Voice of Russell Watson - 20 Years","duration":349.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"The Living Years lyrics\n\nEvery generation blames the one before\nAnd all of their frustrations\nCome beating on your door\nI know that I'm a prisoner\nTo all my father held so dear\nI know that I'm a hostage\nTo all his hopes and fears\nI just wish I could have told him\nIn the living years\nMore crumpled bits of paper\nFilled with imperfect thought\nStilted conversations\nI'm afraid that's all we've got\nYou say you just don't see it\nHe says it's perfect sense\nYou just can't get agreement\nIn this present tense\nWe all talk a different language\nTalking in defence\n\nSay it loud\nSay it clear\nYou can listen as well as you hear\nIt's too late when we die\nTo admit we don't see eye to eye\nSo we open up a quarrel\nBetween the present and the past\nWe only sacrifice the future\nIt's the bitterness that lasts\nSo don't yield to the fortunes\nYou sometimes see as fate\nIt may have a new perspective\nOn a different day\nAnd if you don't give up\nAnd don't give in\nYou may just be O.K.\n\nI wasn't there that morning\nWhen my father passed away\nI didn't get to tell him\nAll the things I had to say\nI think I caught his spirit\nLater that same year\nI'm sure I heard his echo\nIn my baby's new born tears\nI just wish I could have told him\nIn the living years","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: The living years\n  artist: Russell Watson\n  album: The Voice of Russell Watson - 20 Years\n  duration_ms: 349000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  The Living Years lyrics\n\n  Every generation blames the one before\n  And all of their frustrations\n  Come beating on your door\n  I know that I'm a prisoner\n  To all my father held so dear\n  I know that I'm a hostage\n  To all his hopes and fears\n  I just wish I could have told him\n  In the living years\n  More crumpled bits of paper\n  Filled with imperfect thought\n  Stilted conversations\n  I'm afraid that's all we've got\n  You say you just don't see it\n  He says it's perfect sense\n  You just can't get agreement\n  In this present tense\n  We all talk a different language\n  Talking in defence\n\n  Say it loud\n  Say it clear\n  You can listen as well as you hear\n  It's too late when we die\n  To admit we don't see eye to eye\n  So we open up a quarrel\n  Between the present and the past\n  We only sacrifice the future\n  It's the bitterness that lasts\n  So don't yield to the fortunes\n  You sometimes see as fate\n  It may have a new perspective\n  On a different day\n  And if you don't give up\n  And don't give in\n  You may just be O.K.\n\n  I wasn't there that morning\n  When my father passed away\n  I didn't get to tell him\n  All the things I had to say\n  I think I caught his spirit\n  Later that same year\n  I'm sure I heard his echo\n  In my baby's new born tears\n  I just wish I could have told him\n  In the living years\n"},{"id":1555758,"name":"The Living Years","trackName":"The Living Years","artistName":"Russell Watson","albumName":"You Raise Me Up","duration":349.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"The Living Years lyrics\n\nEvery generation blames the one before\nAnd all of their frustrations\nCome beating on your door\nI know that I'm a prisoner\nTo all my father held so dear\nI know that I'm a hostage\nTo all his hopes and fears\nI just wish I could have told him\nIn the living years\nMore crumpled bits of paper\nFilled with imperfect thought\nStilted conversations\nI'm afraid that's all we've got\nYou say you just don't see it\nHe says it's perfect sense\nYou just can't get agreement\nIn this present tense\nWe all talk a different language\nTalking in defence\n\nSay it loud\nSay it clear\nYou can listen as well as you hear\nIt's too late when we die\nTo admit we don't see eye to eye\nSo we open up a quarrel\nBetween the present and the past\nWe only sacrifice the future\nIt's the bitterness that lasts\nSo don't yield to the fortunes\nYou sometimes see as fate\nIt may have a new perspective\nOn a different day\nAnd if you don't give up\nAnd don't give in\nYou may just be O.K.\n\nI wasn't there that morning\nWhen my father passed away\nI didn't get to tell him\nAll the things I had to say\nI think I caught his spirit\nLater that same year\nI'm sure I heard his echo\nIn my baby's new born tears\nI just wish I could have told him\nIn the living years","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: The Living Years\n  artist: Russell Watson\n  album: You Raise Me Up\n  duration_ms: 349000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  The Living Years lyrics\n\n  Every generation blames the one before\n  And all of their frustrations\n  Come beating on your door\n  I know that I'm a prisoner\n  To all my father held so dear\n  I know that I'm a hostage\n  To all his hopes and fears\n  I just wish I could have told him\n  In the living years\n  More crumpled bits of paper\n  Filled with imperfect thought\n  Stilted conversations\n  I'm afraid that's all we've got\n  You say you just don't see it\n  He says it's perfect sense\n  You just can't get agreement\n  In this present tense\n  We all talk a different language\n  Talking in defence\n\n  Say it loud\n  Say it clear\n  You can listen as well as you hear\n  It's too late when we die\n  To admit we don't see eye to eye\n  So we open up a quarrel\n  Between the present and the past\n  We only sacrifice the future\n  It's the bitterness that lasts\n  So don't yield to the fortunes\n  You sometimes see as fate\n  It may have a new perspective\n  On a different day\n  And if you don't give up\n  And don't give in\n  You may just be O.K.\n\n  I wasn't there that morning\n  When my father passed away\n  I didn't get to tell him\n  All the things I had to say\n  I think I caught his spirit\n  Later that same year\n  I'm sure I heard his echo\n  In my baby's new born tears\n  I just wish I could have told him\n  In the living years\n"},{"id":21031101,"name":"The Living Years","trackName":"The Living Years","artistName":"Russell Watson","albumName":"Reprise","duration":342.053152,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"The Living Years lyrics\n\nEvery generation blames the one before\nAnd all of their frustrations\nCome beating on your door\nI know that I'm a prisoner\nTo all my father held so dear\nI know that I'm a hostage\nTo all his hopes and fears\nI just wish I could have told him\nIn the living years\nMore crumpled bits of paper\nFilled with imperfect thought\nStilted conversations\nI'm afraid that's all we've got\nYou say you just don't see it\nHe says it's perfect sense\nYou just can't get agreement\nIn this present tense\nWe all talk a different language\nTalking in defence\n\nSay it loud\nSay it clear\nYou can listen as well as you hear\nIt's too late when we die\nTo admit we don't see eye to eye\nSo we open up a quarrel\nBetween the present and the past\nWe only sacrifice the future\nIt's the bitterness that lasts\nSo don't yield to the fortunes\nYou sometimes see as fate\nIt may have a new perspective\nOn a different day\nAnd if you don't give up\nAnd don't give in\nYou may just be O.K.\n\nI wasn't there that morning\nWhen my father passed away\nI didn't get to tell him\nAll the things I had to say\nI think I caught his spirit\nLater that same year\nI'm sure I heard his echo\nIn my baby's new born tears\nI just wish I could have told him\nIn the living years","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: The Living Years\n  artist: Russell Watson\n  album: Reprise\n  duration_ms: 342053\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  The Living Years lyrics\n\n  Every generation blames the one before\n  And all of their frustrations\n  Come beating on your door\n  I know that I'm a prisoner\n  To all my father held so dear\n  I know that I'm a hostage\n  To all his hopes and fears\n  I just wish I could have told him\n  In the living years\n  More crumpled bits of paper\n  Filled with imperfect thought\n  Stilted conversations\n  I'm afraid that's all we've got\n  You say you just don't see it\n  He says it's perfect sense\n  You just can't get agreement\n  In this present tense\n  We all talk a different language\n  Talking in defence\n\n  Say it loud\n  Say it clear\n  You can listen as well as you hear\n  It's too late when we die\n  To admit we don't see eye to eye\n  So we open up a quarrel\n  Between the present and the past\n  We only sacrifice the future\n  It's the bitterness that lasts\n  So don't yield to the fortunes\n  You sometimes see as fate\n  It may have a new perspective\n  On a different day\n  And if you don't give up\n  And don't give in\n  You may just be O.K.\n\n  I wasn't there that morning\n  When my father passed away\n  I didn't get to tell him\n  All the things I had to say\n  I think I caught his spirit\n  Later that same year\n  I'm sure I heard his echo\n  In my baby's new born tears\n  I just wish I could have told him\n  In the living years\n"},{"id":10119166,"name":"The living years","trackName":"The living years","artistName":"Russell Watson","albumName":"Reprise","duration":349.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"The Living Years lyrics\n\nEvery generation blames the one before\nAnd all of their frustrations\nCome beating on your door\nI know that I'm a prisoner\nTo all my father held so dear\nI know that I'm a hostage\nTo all his hopes and fears\nI just wish I could have told him\nIn the living years\nMore crumpled bits of paper\nFilled with imperfect thought\nStilted conversations\nI'm afraid that's all we've got\nYou say you just don't see it\nHe says it's perfect sense\nYou just can't get agreement\nIn this present tense\nWe all talk a different language\nTalking in defence\n\nSay it loud\nSay it clear\nYou can listen as well as you hear\nIt's too late when we die\nTo admit we don't see eye to eye\nSo we open up a quarrel\nBetween the present and the past\nWe only sacrifice the future\nIt's the bitterness that lasts\nSo don't yield to the fortunes\nYou sometimes see as fate\nIt may have a new perspective\nOn a different day\nAnd if you don't give up\nAnd don't give in\nYou may just be O.K.\n\nI wasn't there that morning\nWhen my father passed away\nI didn't get to tell him\nAll the things I had to say\nI think I caught his spirit\nLater that same year\nI'm sure I heard his echo\nIn my baby's new born tears\nI just wish I could have told him\nIn the living years","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: The living years\n  artist: Russell Watson\n  album: Reprise\n  duration_ms: 349000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  The Living Years lyrics\n\n  Every generation blames the one before\n  And all of their frustrations\n  Come beating on your door\n  I know that I'm a prisoner\n  To all my father held so dear\n  I know that I'm a hostage\n  To all his hopes and fears\n  I just wish I could have told him\n  In the living years\n  More crumpled bits of paper\n  Filled with imperfect thought\n  Stilted conversations\n  I'm afraid that's all we've got\n  You say you just don't see it\n  He says it's perfect sense\n  You just can't get agreement\n  In this present tense\n  We all talk a different language\n  Talking in defence\n\n  Say it loud\n  Say it clear\n  You can listen as well as you hear\n  It's too late when we die\n  To admit we don't see eye to eye\n  So we open up a quarrel\n  Between the present and the past\n  We only sacrifice the future\n  It's the bitterness that lasts\n  So don't yield to the fortunes\n  You sometimes see as fate\n  It may have a new perspective\n  On a different day\n  And if you don't give up\n  And don't give in\n  You may just be O.K.\n\n  I wasn't there that morning\n  When my father passed away\n  I didn't get to tell him\n  All the things I had to say\n  I think I caught his spirit\n  Later that same year\n  I'm sure I heard his echo\n  In my baby's new born tears\n  I just wish I could have told him\n  In the living years\n"},{"id":27346952,"name":"The Living Years","trackName":"The Living Years","artistName":"Russell Watson","albumName":"Reprise","duration":351.8399999,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"The Living Years lyrics\n\nEvery generation blames the one before\nAnd all of their frustrations\nCome beating on your door\nI know that I'm a prisoner\nTo all my father held so dear\nI know that I'm a hostage\nTo all his hopes and fears\nI just wish I could have told him\nIn the living years\nMore crumpled bits of paper\nFilled with imperfect thought\nStilted conversations\nI'm afraid that's all we've got\nYou say you just don't see it\nHe says it's perfect sense\nYou just can't get agreement\nIn this present tense\nWe all talk a different language\nTalking in defence\n\nSay it loud\nSay it clear\nYou can listen as well as you hear\nIt's too late when we die\nTo admit we don't see eye to eye\nSo we open up a quarrel\nBetween the present and the past\nWe only sacrifice the future\nIt's the bitterness that lasts\nSo don't yield to the fortunes\nYou sometimes see as fate\nIt may have a new perspective\nOn a different day\nAnd if you don't give up\nAnd don't give in\nYou may just be O.K.\n\nI wasn't there that morning\nWhen my father passed away\nI didn't get to tell him\nAll the things I had to say\nI think I caught his spirit\nLater that same year\nI'm sure I heard his echo\nIn my baby's new born tears\nI just wish I could have told him\nIn the living years","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: The Living Years\n  artist: Russell Watson\n  album: Reprise\n  duration_ms: 351840\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  The Living Years lyrics\n\n  Every generation blames the one before\n  And all of their frustrations\n  Come beating on your door\n  I know that I'm a prisoner\n  To all my father held so dear\n  I know that I'm a hostage\n  To all his hopes and fears\n  I just wish I could have told him\n  In the living years\n  More crumpled bits of paper\n  Filled with imperfect thought\n  Stilted conversations\n  I'm afraid that's all we've got\n  You say you just don't see it\n  He says it's perfect sense\n  You just can't get agreement\n  In this present tense\n  We all talk a different language\n  Talking in defence\n\n  Say it loud\n  Say it clear\n  You can listen as well as you hear\n  It's too late when we die\n  To admit we don't see eye to eye\n  So we open up a quarrel\n  Between the present and the past\n  We only sacrifice the future\n  It's the bitterness that lasts\n  So don't yield to the fortunes\n  You sometimes see as fate\n  It may have a new perspective\n  On a different day\n  And if you don't give up\n  And don't give in\n  You may just be O.K.\n\n  I wasn't there that morning\n  When my father passed away\n  I didn't get to tell him\n  All the things I had to say\n  I think I caught his spirit\n  Later that same year\n  I'm sure I heard his echo\n  In my baby's new born tears\n  I just wish I could have told him\n  In the living years\n"}]