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’am 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
i not the words we need to make it right
as we drive into the night