Nothing comes to mind Through each thought thrown And hope you'll find A line that belongs Through each small dig And hole deep inside A line that forsakes But might soon oblige Don’t you hang your head Avoid all bitterness Into each we step Don’t live with regret The reel will keep its roll, never let you free Fill an empty soul, it wont be all that you can be So let the ink flow Don’t you drop the pen For one song to begin Another song must end Only time will tell Foreign years will judge Is this one for keeps Or will she sweep it under the rug {Instrumental Bit} The reel will keep its roll, never let you free Fill an empty soul, it wont be all that you can be So let the ink flow Don’t you drop the pen For one song to begin Another song must end So let the ink flow Don’t you drop the pen For one song to begin Another song must end Only time will tell Foreign years will judge Is this one for keeps Or will she sweep it under the rug So let the ink flow Don’t you drop the pen For the right song to begin Another song must end (Ring)