White Room (Cream cover)

In the white room With black curtains Near the station Black roof country No gold pavements Tired starlings Silver horses Ran down moonbeams In your dark eyes Dawn light smiles On you leaving My contentment I'll wait in this place Were the sun never shines Wait in this places Where the shadows Run from themselves You said no strings Could secure you At the station Platform ticket Restless diesels Goodbye windows I walked in To 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 At the party She was kindness In the hard crowd Consolation For 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