
In
a small town motel room
Wherever you are
I'm a fugitive in pain
Wherever you are
And I'm feeling oh so tired
Wherever you are
From "Popaganda"
Click your back button to return
In the middle of some August afternoon
Maybe I've come here too soon
You got me so confused
I just don't know what I'm doing
Whatever you do
I'll be waiting for you
Wherever you are
Whatever you do
I'll be waiting (and waiting and waiting and waiting) ....
And the future says
I'm never going home again
But the facts remain the same
I can't a-give you up
So I'm a-livin' in your chains
Whatever you do
I'll be waiting for you
Wherever you are
Whatever you do
I'll be waiting for you
Wherever you are
Whatever you do
I'll be waiting for you
Wherever you are
Whatever you do
I'll be waiting (and waiting and waiting and waiting) ....
And I know no matter, no matter how hard I try
I can't live up to my own lies
And even though I know
That I'll never, never be satisfied
Whatever you do
I'll be waiting for you
Wherever you are
Whatever you do
I'll be waiting for you
Wherever you are
Whatever you do
I'll be waiting for you
Wherever you are
Whatever you do
I'll be waiting (and waiting and waiting and waiting) ....