Condition Green

I'm waiting at your bedside. I'm waiting for a sign. I

never sleep, "Bleep..bleep" means I'm contented. I'll be

fine...And I know it's been a year now, and I know it

could be five. Don't care what doctors recommend I'll

keep you alive. (No matter what it takes, I'll wait. I'll

keep you alive.) Took a liver from a preacher, had that

crooked jaw re-shaped. That ol' heart was shipped from

Zanzibar. Those arteries have been scraped. When it's

over you'll be happy - like being born a second time.

Don't care what the neighbours say, I'll keep you alive

(No matter what it takes, I'll wait. I'll keep you

alive...) If you could only answer me, I know you'd give

a nod, and keep that little white light blinking... No I

am not playing God. It's the Lord above who pulls the

strings, He does not pull the plug. And I remain his

humble servant, fingers double-crossed for luck. I'll

keep you alive. (No matter what it takes, I'll wait. I'll

keep you alive.)