Stop Sign

The stop sign reminds me what to do
But I can’t stop thinking
Of things that didn’t happen and won’t
But I can’t separate reality from my tv

Are things going your way?
Or are you stuck waiting in waiting rooms?

The stop sign reminds me what to do
But I can’t stop thinking
A hundred telephone calls, a thousand unclasped bras
A million more hypothetical situations

Are things going your way?
Or are you stuck waiting in waiting rooms?

The stop sign reminds me what to do
But I won’t stop thinking
It’s full light outside and my alarm clock’s screaming
I’m just dreaming till I get the wake up call

Are things going your way?
Or are you stuck waiting in waiting rooms?
Are things going your way?
When you spend all your time waiting in waiting rooms?

 

Written by Dan McCurry (BMI / Apartment A)