White Room

Intro: <------ slowly In a white room with black curtains near the station. Black roof country no gold pavements tired starlings. Silver horses run-down moon-beams in your dark eyes. Dawn light smiles on your leaving my contentment. I'll wait----in this place, where the sun never shines. Wait---in this place, where the shadows, run, from themselves. You said no strings could secure you at the station. Platform ticket restless diesels goodbye windows. I walked into such a sad time at the station. As I walked out felt my own need just beginning. I'll wait----in the queue, when the trains, come back. Lie----with you, where the shadows, run, from themselves. <----- slowly At the party she was kindness in the hard crowd. Consolation from the old wound now forgotten. Yellow tigers crouched in jungles in her dark eyes. She's just dressing goodbye windows tired starlings. I'll sleep----in this place, with the lonely crowd. Lie---in the dark, where the shadows, run, from themselves. <----- slowly ( Instrumental: )