The words won't come out easynAnd the time just drags on bynThe fingers touchnBut there is no feelingnAnd the eyes they can not liennMy thoughts are of leavingnCos I lives is no longer realnThe time has comenTo face the musicnAnd recognize the way I feelnnI've reached the pointnThat it's time for menTo start it all over againnI may be going nownWith nothing but my pridenBut that's the way that I came innThat's the way that I came innnThe hurt is way past hurtingnAnd the tears have long since driednOur love is no longer livingnIt is the time for good byennThat's the way that I came innI'm going out the way that I came innn