| G | G/B | |
| It's out of con | trol (out of con | trol) |
| C | D | |
| And there's | nothing I can | do now |
| G | G/B | |
| Out of con | trol (out of con | trol) |
| C | D | |
| Swimming | softly through the | blue now |
| Bm | Em | |
| And | look beyond these | walls |
| Am | Bm | C | |
| As the | meaning | starts to | dawn |
| D | Em-D-C | |
| It's | getting to the poi | nt |
| G | |
| Getting to the | point. |
| Verse: |
| G | G/B | |
| It's out of con | trol (nothing I can | do) |
| C | D | |
| Like a | fire that keeps on | burning |
| G | G/B | |
| And nobody | knows (what I'm going | through) |
| C | D | |
| And the | thoughts just keep re | turning |
| Bm | Em | |
| And | all you had to | say |
| Am | Bm | C | |
| Was that | you wer | e gonna | stay |
| D | Em-D-C | |
| It's | getting to the poi | nt |
| D | G | |
| It's | getting to the | point. |
| Chorus: |
| G | D | C | |
| It's | getting | to the | point |
| G/B(no 3rd) |
| Where nobody can stop it now |
| G | D | C | |
| It's | getting | to the | point |
| G/B(no 3rd) |
| Of no return |
| G | D | C | |
| And | all that | I can | do |
| G | Em | |
| Is stand and | watch it | now |
| Am | Bm | D | |
| Watch it | burn, | burn, | burn |
| G | D | C | |
| It's | getting | to the | point |
| G/B(no 3rd) |
| Where reasons are forgotten |
| G | D | C | |
| It's | getting | to the | point |
| G/B(no 3rd) |
| Where no one knows |
| G | D | C | |
| And | all that | I can | do |
| G | Em | |
| Is say I'm | sor | ry |
| Am | Bm | C | |
| But that's the | way | it | goes... |
| D | G | |
| Getting to the | point. |
| Verse: |
| Forever |
| Is a long, long way |
| Forever |
| Takes your breath away |
| I'd like to talk about it, try to understand |
| It's getting to the point |
| Getting to the point. |
| Chorus: |
| It's getting to the point |
| Where nobody can stop it now |
| It's getting to the point |
| Of no return |
| And all that I can do |
| Is stand and watch it now |
| Watch it burn, burn, burn |
| It's getting to the point |
| Where reasons are forgotten |
| It's getting to the point |
| Where no one knows |
| And all that I can do |
| Is say I'm sorry |
| Am | Bm | D | |
| But that's the | way | it | goes... |
| Sax Solo in Gmaj Pentatonic (over chorus chords): |
| Ending: |
| G | Am | G/B | |
| It's getting to the | point (getting | to the | point) |
| C | G | Am | G/B | |
| Getting to the | point (getting | to the | point) |
| C | G | Am | G/B | |
| It's | getting to the | point (getting | to the | point) |
| C | G | |
| Getting to the | point. |