Waiting Room Waltz

Underneath the fluorescent haze

Just the clock counting down the days

You were sitting three chairs down

In the quietest room in this town

We exchanged our first names and a sigh

Watching the winter wind blow by

Between the ticking clock and the vending machine

The sweetest spark I've ever seen

Sharing bitter coffee and our deepest fears

Holding up the world

through all these tears

(ooh, through all these tears)

Three more nights in that sterile light

Telling childhood tales to pass the night

Then the doors swung wide and the crisis cleared We both walked

out, just like we feared

No last names, no numbers to trace

Just a memory of your face

Between the ticking clock and the vending machine

The sweetest spark I've ever seen

Sharing bitter coffee and our deepest fears Holding up the world through

all these tears (ooh,

through all these tears) Now the spring sun shines on the open

stalls

Far away from those sterile white walls I turned a corner and

saw your eyes A sudden,

beautiful,

sweet surprise

(we made it through)

Beyond the ticking clock and the vending machine

Now we stand in the light,

warm and clean

We shared our bitter coffee and our deepest fears Now we're holding

hands after all these years (holding on

to

you)

No longer waiting in that crowded hall We found our way out

after all In a place where everyone was waiting for something...

We found each other

instead (we found each other)