Waiting Room

Sitting in the waiting room of the great beyond There is no room for pettiness here When our bodies betray us we think Watching waiting punished for nothing In the last waiting room there is no breeze Infinite wind just brings us to our knees When you come to terms with everything Who will be there to take you in Take you in Who will you push out when the pain comes in There is not enough room for the both of us Is that nirvana has the balance been struck The lowest of lows slingshotting you up You are weary get some rest You will not find it in another man's bed Time comes that's what time does You'll be ready to feel the love Feel the love Feel the love Feel the love Sitting in the waiting room of the great beyond I'll be there holding your hand In the last waiting room where there is no breeze I'll blow your hair off your ears And sinking into your waiting room chair I'll feel this strange blood in your veins Flush from sickness or love all the same We'll be as one when we hear our name Feel the Love Feel the love Feel the love Feel the love Come on now baby we can be as one Giving in doesn't mean you're giving up Feel the Love Feel the love Feel the love