By the time I´d sleep the pouring rain
I was flying down the road again
I was heading for some with I shouldn't be
In the hurting shooting
mean to wait
but it turn back now or its to late
Cause its getting to the point of no return
no return
no return
it was getting to the point of no return
We could only run
We could never walk
We could only shout
We can never talk
We were living wait to close
to the border line
While the city boys were hanging out
trying to clean machines in a laundrymat
Cause its getting to the point of no return
no return
no return
it was getting to the point of no return
Guitar Solo
I just had to leave
couldnt see no more
down the alley babe
into the door
Cause its getting to the point of no return
no return
no return
it was getting to the point of no return
No return
No return
It was getting to the point of no return
It was getting to the point of no return
It was getting to the point of no return.
