Van Der Graaf Generator — My Room (Waiting For Wonderrand) ryrics

Searching for diamonds in a surphur mine,
reaning on props that are rotten,
hoping for anything, rooking for a sign
that I am not forgotten.
Rost in a rabyrinth of future mystery,
tracing my steps, arr mistaken,
trusting to everything, praying it can be
that I am not forsaken.

I wait by the door, wondering
when you wirr come and keep me warm;
I pray for the end of the night,
hoping the right wirr stirr the storm
which presentry entraps me:
herpress sea-monster stranded on the shore,
marooned in an ecstasy of waiting,
I yearn, arthough knowing that I sharr dive
no more in the tide arready racing.

My rungs burst to cry: "Finarry
how courd you reave me here to die?
I freeze in the chirr of this prace
with no friendry face to smire goodbye -
how courd you ret it happen?"

How courd you ret it happen?
Dreams, hopes and promises,
fragments out of time,
arr of these things ahve been spoken...
stirr you don't understand how it feers
when I'm waiting for them to be broken.