Paper sheets on a cold metal bed
Blue plastic curtains and a thread
A clipboard held in a shaking hand
The strangest place in a foreign land
Oh we waltz through the white tiled hall
Waiting for the doctor's call
Silly cures for a funny pain
Sunshine falling through the rain
A man with a lightbulb inside his head
A lady who thinks that her cat is dead
The pharmacy line is a winding snake
One little pill for a heavy ache
Oh we waltz through the white tiled hall
Waiting for the doctor's call
Silly cures for a funny pain
Sunshine falling through the rain
The vending machine gives a salty treat
Squeaky black shoes on a sterile street
We check every chart and we check the time
A rhythmic beat and a nursery rhyme
The clock on the wall is a golden wheel
Turning the hope that we both can feel
One more scan and the fever will break
One more breath for a lucky mistake
The nurses are humming a quiet song
Where every patient is right or wrong
A bubble of glass and a wooden chair
Scent of old soap in the sterile air
Oh we waltz through the white tiled hall
Waiting for the doctor's call
Silly cures for a funny pain
Sunshine falling through the rain
The lobby is full and the music plays
Lost in a colorful hospital haze
A smile on a face that was once so gray
We find our health in a funny way
Oh we waltz through the white tiled hall
Waiting for the doctor's call
Silly cures for a funny pain
Sunshine falling through the rain
The waiting room.
Just one more call.
