Lyric The Turning Point
I went down to the highway
That runs between love and pride
And I tried to get sideways
Across the great divide
But my mind s eye s on the key ring
Crying in misery
Cause it won t spend one more evening
Staring back at me.
It may be by choice or a small inner voice I can t say
When you add up the cost we all have a cross
How do you write off the loss?
Where do I go from here?
How do I find my way?
When is it loud and clear
That there s no turning back? No looking back
Where do I go from here?
Nobody gets away
It s a new kind of fix
For the poor and the rich
You never know what s coming next... at the turning point.
The rules are unwritten
And nobody knows the deal
Where have I been driven
Are deamons behind the wheel?
Yeah, I know my days are numbered
We re only flesh and bone
And I ve been left to wonder
How it went so wrong.
Is it all tailor made, can the sinner be saved, I can t say
So don t hang your hat on the knife im my back
Cause nobody treats me like that.
Where do I go from here?
How do I find my way?
When is it loud and clear
That there s no turning back? No looking back
Where do I go from here?
Nobody gets away
It s a new kind of fix
For the poor and the rich
You never know what s coming next... at the turning point.
That runs between love and pride
And I tried to get sideways
Across the great divide
But my mind s eye s on the key ring
Crying in misery
Cause it won t spend one more evening
Staring back at me.
It may be by choice or a small inner voice I can t say
When you add up the cost we all have a cross
How do you write off the loss?
Where do I go from here?
How do I find my way?
When is it loud and clear
That there s no turning back? No looking back
Where do I go from here?
Nobody gets away
It s a new kind of fix
For the poor and the rich
You never know what s coming next... at the turning point.
The rules are unwritten
And nobody knows the deal
Where have I been driven
Are deamons behind the wheel?
Yeah, I know my days are numbered
We re only flesh and bone
And I ve been left to wonder
How it went so wrong.
Is it all tailor made, can the sinner be saved, I can t say
So don t hang your hat on the knife im my back
Cause nobody treats me like that.
Where do I go from here?
How do I find my way?
When is it loud and clear
That there s no turning back? No looking back
Where do I go from here?
Nobody gets away
It s a new kind of fix
For the poor and the rich
You never know what s coming next... at the turning point.