| Standing alone in a crowded room ,he hears it | |
| A voice so familiar,not unlike his own,he fears it | |
| His name being called out from across the room, but he can't see | |
| He's willingly blindfolded starting towards the voice,but each step leads | |
| Into a dance with a different stranger | |
| His purpose he quickly forgets | |
| Each dance delights till the song is through | |
| But the silence between the songs reminds him what he'd intended to | |
| Do But the voice----- | |
| It knows no time----- | |
| Waits patiently | |
| Can't record a wrong,his past it can't see | |
| And if it takes him forever,it'll still be there,waiting jealously | |
| He moves towards the voice,more determined now but still can't see | |
| The music begins and he's pulled away again ,by flattery | |
| Just as with a drug the words purposely inoculate | |
| All puffed up,but silence,,when the music ends,quickly deflates | |
| Now the voice,though never changing, begins to sound to him like a | |
| Shriek He covers his ears with his hands | |
| Now deaf and blind, he wanders aimlessly | |
| Submerged in the darkness he's forgotten what he was to be | |
| But the voice----- | |
| It knows no time----- | |
| Waits jealouly | |
| Can't record a wrong,his past it can't see | |
| And if it takes him forever,it'll still be there,waiting patiently | |
| He cannot see the floor is wet, nor does he hear the strangers warn | |
| He slips onto his back and,lying paralyzed,he feels forlorn | |
| The music begins,and strangers whom he trusted leave him there | |
| Helpless and immoblile lying on the floor----and no one cares | |
| But the voice that once was distant sounds as thought it;s right next to | |
| His ear And no longer the shrieking does he hear | |
| The voice says "WALK" and,suddenly, he knew he would | |
| It says"REMOVE THE BLINDFOLD", suddenly he knew he always | |
| Could But the voice----- | |
| It knows no time----- | |
| Waits patiently | |
| Can't record a wrong,his past it can't see | |
| And if it takes him forever,it'll still be there,waiting jealously | |
| But the voice----- | |
| It knows no time----- | |
| Waits jealously | |
| Can't record a wrong,his past it can't see | |
| And if it takes him forever,it'll still be there,waiting patiently [Music: D.Ott,P.Craddick] [Lyrics: T.Leonard] |