Waiting For The Last Word Testo

No one comes to see me, they've hidden me away Sometimes I'm allowed to go outside and play I used to have a big house I was king of the castle Then I started putting the milk in the cupboard, and the salt in the fridge I always prayed for long life To watch and take care of my family But isn't it funny how things turn around Now they're taking care of me The sign on the wall says it's Tuesday And they tell me that it's spring They tell me I was someone, maybe I was someone I'm forgetting everything I've kept the faith for all these years, Still I fear waht lies ahead I hope my god is just as real When he calls me from his bed Now I'm waiting for the last word Waiting for the last word I'm waiting for the last word We're going to the zoo today Tomorrow's finger painting Then we're making little animals out of cardboard, And we never know why Friday's old time dancing But I think that I should pray Cause now I'm getting older, getting colder And more lonely every day No one comes to see me They've hidden me away I hope my prayers are answered when God calls me today