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
The others, they writhe without sense or words
Begging without knowing to be released
And don’t make me fall only being half done
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