Ickie

Ickie

I'm coming straight through

With bright blue lights

And a gown to match

And I thought that this would be quick

I've been here for days with tubes attached

And I can't think straight

I see the fear in your face

And I hoped your packed a bag

Cause it's starting to feel

Like we're not coming back

It shouldn't be so simple

But somehow it is

I hear footsteps down the corridor

Sounding like a heartbeat in a monitor

Where do we go next

Does it say on the chart at the end of my bed

I can't think straight

I see the fear in your face

I'm hoping you packed a bag

Cause it's starting to feel

Like we're not coming back

It shouldn't be so simple

But somehow it is

I bet your laughing somewhere

That I fell for this

I'm coming straight through

With bright blue lights

And a gown to match

And I thought that this would be quick

I've been here for days with tubes attached

And I can't think straight

I see the fear in your face

I'm hoping your packed a bag

Cause we're not coming back