Patient Peter Hammill (Ft. The K Group)

[Instrumental Intro]

[Verse 1]
A system in the making
Self-healing for the blind
Sitting in the waiting-room
Of the patient mind;
Raging at the illness
When the rage may be its cause
The purpose of the will is lost
In the search for an escape clause
In the search for an escape clause

[Verse 2]
Fatal convalescence
The wound becomes a weal;
The poison is in essence just
The virus of the real
But there's sympathetic healing
The power of the soul bandages
Concealing all that we can't control
All that we can't control

[Break]

[Chorus]
Waiting for the doctor to come
Waiting for the doctor to come
Waiting for the doctor to come
Waiting for the doctor to come