I took your ticket and Pondered the number, When might it be me? Was a thought that I wondered But now, as it seems, you want us to Stay, not move on, just stay As we are.
I thought I was playing a Waiting game, Anticipation of Life Linked in a love to be Blessed.
Dreams of white Danced round my head And although I'm still twirling It seems the music has stopped And the wait is no more
For there is no other room No other next level, The door locked And you hold the key
I could cry Drown in tears Try to swim through the keyhole But I thought you were my ticket Thought you'd let me in
I can't fight in the waiting room, Nor beg you to move through For if you wanted me, if you wanted to You'd have taken my ticket and said "I do too..."