Текст песни Waiting to Talk

Everybody?s talking
Nobody?s listening
And everybody?s sweating
And nobody?s glistening

Nobody knows what he?s thinking
Doesn?t really step out even when he?s drinking
And it seems kind of creepy
Seems like the kind that stalks

Nobody knows when he?s sinking
Always looks so pensive whether or not he?s thinking
And to him it seems, to him it screams
Everyone?s just waiting to talk

And everyone?s waiting to talk, Lord
It?s all so terribly awkward on the verandas in the front halls
In the bus stations, bathroom stalls
Yeah, it seems everyone?s just waiting to talk

What must he be thinking?
Can we even guess?
He?s not really linking
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Does he know our big secret?
Has one of us confessed?
'Bout the wires circuits and motors
And are buried in our chest

And it?s all just a pointless equation
This parabolic conversation
Like two distinct lines
Never the twain shall meet
Never? No never

Nobody knows what he?s thinking
Doesn?t really step out even when he?s drinking
Yes, to him it seems to certain extremes
That everyone?s waiting to talk

And everyone?s waiting to talk, Lord
It?s all so terribly awkward on the verandas in the front halls
Everybody?s talking, nobody?s listening
Everybody?s sweating, nobody?s glistening

And so it seems that
Everyone's just waiting to talk