Waiting Room
When will i ever grow up

When will today be enough

When will i learn to be here now?

Its on the other side of the door - thats what im looking for

I have what i need - why do i want more? more?

Put a lot of pavement on my shoes

Made a lot of payments on my dues

Im running out of patience just like you

Ill be in the waiting room tomorrow just like today and yesterday

Why am i still waiting my life away?

Where will i find the will to stop running and just stand still

And take a look at the bird in my hand?

How can i find the faith to drop out of the human race

And let the future crawl back to its cage?