Way Of The World

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