There are eyes that cannot see
And fingers that cannot touch
That`s the way of the world
There are dreams left empty and blank
And legs that have ceased to walk
That`s the way of the world
There are kisses undelivered
And Sighs and moans unuttered
That`s the way of the world
There are hearts no longer beating
And there`s entrails spilled on the floor
That`s the way of the world
That`s the way of the world
That`s the way of the world
That`s the way of the world
There are eyes that cannot see
And fingers that cannot touch
That`s the way of the world
There are hearts no longer beating
And there`s entrails spilled on the floor
That`s the way of the world
That`s the way of the world
That`s the way of the world
That`s the way of the world
That`s the way of the world
That`s the way of the world
That`s the way of the world
That`s the way of the world