ANAESTHESIA © 2002 E. J. Wahl

Yes, hello there, who’s on the line ?
You say you’re stranded ?  I can’t hear you crying
You say you’ve lost what little you had
Love’s gone astray and you can’t get it back

    Even if you’re hurting, baby
    You can talk to me
    The only thing for certain is
    I want you to heal

Now you’re moving on down the road
Ninety miles an hour and there’s nowhere to go
Your foot’s on the floor, your head through the glass
You say your prayers and you’re nowhere at last

    Even if you’re hurting, baby
    You can talk to me
    The only thing for certain is
    I want you to heal

        When you’re hurting
        Anaesthesia and me
        We’ll be drawing the curtain
        But don’t you give up

Hold out your arms, he’s fading away
Your heart cries out, there’s nothing to say
Life is too short, you can’t make it last
You see no future so you look to the past