The Waiting Room

Been hanging around, another day Waiting for collection, feeling blue I was putting up a fence to keep the birds out I got caught in a landslide of feeling unsure And don’t let me suffer, don’t let me suffer And don’t let me suffer, don’t let me suffer Talking aloud for anyone to hear Just faces of strangers in a place I don’t know I was packing my things, getting ready to go Just photos in my wallet of people I don’t know And don’t let me suffer, don’t let me suffer And don’t let me suffer, don’t make me suffer And others, they writhe without sense or words Begging without knowing to be released And don’t make me fall only being half done And just make it quick, boys, and put your love aside And don’t let me suffer, don’t let me suffer And don’t let me suffer, don’t let me suffer