WAITING ROOMS (O’Brien)
Wasted hours in waiting rooms
Listening to the same old tunes
Looking at a morning sickle moon
Watch is running fast again
Half past nine going on ten
Hoping we’ll pull out soon
Never thought anyone could
Sing that song like you
Breath for breath, line for line
And every word is true
Wheels turn, wheels turn
And I ‘m rolling back to you
Wheels turn, hearts burn
Looking up the times of trains
Destinations cryptic names
Wondering what’s the lie and what is true
And every connection caught
Every ticket ever bought
I was hoping would take me back to you