Standing alone in a crowded He it A voice so familiar, not his own He it His being called out from across the room But he see
He's willingly blindfolded starting the voice But step leads Into a dance a different stranger His purpose he quickly Each delights till the song is through But the silence the songs Reminds him what intended to do
But the voice it knows no time, patiently record a wrong, his past it can't see And if it takes him forever, it'll still be Waiting
He towards the voice More now but still can't see The music begins and he's pulled away by flattery Just as with a the words purposely inoculate All puffed up but When the music ends, deflates
Now the voice, though never Begins to sound to him like a He covers his with his hands Now deaf and blind, he wanders Submerged in the forgotten what he was to be
But the it knows no time, waits jealously Can't record a wrong, his it can't see And if it takes him forever, it'll still be Waiting patiently, patiently
He cannot see the is wet Nor does he hear the warn He slips his back and lying paralyzed He forlorn
The music begins and strangers he trusted him there Helpless and immobile lying on the And no one But the that once was distant Sounds as though it's right to his ear And no the shrieking does he hear
The says, "Walk" and suddenly He he would It says, "Remove the blindfold", he knew He always
But the voice it knows no time, waits Can't record a wrong, his it can't see And if it takes him forever, it'll be there jealously, waiting jealously
But the voice it knows no time, waits Can't record a wrong, his past it see And if it takes him forever, it'll still be Waiting