Hugh Cornwell, Robert Williams - White Room lyrics

In the white room with black
Curtains near the station
Blackroof country, no gold pavements
Tired starlings
Silver horses ran down moonbeams in
Your dark eyes
Dawnlight smiles on you 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
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