When everything you touch just turns to dust and
The things you trust become the things you can't stand
One lucky break proves a dead end that's left
You stranded in those limbo years

So count your blessings on the one hand brother
Still more fingers than you need discover
It seems that everything is tinged with blue
The colour of the limbo years

The empty days you've prayed for the telephone to ring
To listen to the voice say what you want to hear
But close is too far away and gone
When you slip into gear

Stick in the limbo years
Stick in the limbo years
Stick in the limbo years
Run to me

The work you do you wouldn't if you were smart
And keeps you from the thing that's close to your
heart Now and forever you've been through and out
The other side of those limbo years

Been hungry for the love that they would not give to you
Tired of the affections of someone who would
But when that something touches a never then
Anything else is no good...just no good

Out of the limbo years
Out of the limbo years