Sitting In the Waiting Room - Bob Evans

Sitting in the waiting room

Doctor will be with you soon

Queues in turn and watches the tube

It's clearly in the air

We are both a little scared

I don't have the words to make it right

I'm staring at the screen

She is reading magzines

I don't have the words to make it right

So I throw a little lie

Send me in the waiting room

Doctor says to come on through

Now I can not do for you

And first reason supose before she starts to talk

Now I have the words to make it right

I need to know I'm here

I'm helpless in fear

I don't have the words to make it right

Let the london forces take control

Let the london forces take control

Let the unknown voices take control

Welcome to know the waiting room

My eyes are white the sky is still blue

Now there's a lot stuff to do

It's when she takes my hand

I start to understand

I don't need the words to make it right

When facing me alone

No one want to be alone

And it's not the words we need to make it right

The fear as we were

We begin to doubt

I don't need the words to make it right

I saw around the corner

Lots of rush gone

It's not the words we need to make it right

As we drive into the night