Lights flashing blue; four knocks on the door We have four broken hearts that lead to hundreds more We have one black spot where tens of flowers lay We'll have one last round and then call it a day Four young men so full of life Leaving behind four young wives Four young men drinking from the bottle Say please, ease of the throttle I'm a loving son and forever sad My only brother, my loving dad You up there and the mess down here I can't help but shed a tear Four miss calls with no reply Four empty glasses sitting at the bar Four vacant seats at Sunday Mass Four un-seatbelts in the car Four brown boxes are laid in a line Four white roses tied in a knot Four years later, what's to show? Just one black spot Lights flashing blue; four knocks on the door We have four broken hearts that lead to hundreds more We have one black spot where tens of flowers lay We'll have one last round and then call it a day Four brown boxes are laid in a line Four white roses tied in a knot Four years later, what's to show? Just one black spot I'm on my way, I'm on my way I'm on my way, I'm on my way I'm on my way, I'm on my way I'm on my way, I'm on my way I'm on my way, I'm on my way I'm on my way, I'm on my way I'm on my way, I'm on my way I'm on my way Four brown boxes are laid in a line Four white roses tied in a knot Four years later, what's to show? Just one black spot I'm on my way, I'm on my way I'm on my way, I'm on my way I'm on my way, I'm on my way I'm on my way, I'm on my way I'm on my way, I'm on my way I'm on my way, I'm on my way I'm on my way, I'm on my way I'm on my way, I'm on my way I'm on my way, I'm on my way I'm on my way, I'm on my way I'm on my way, I'm on my way I'm on my way