White Room - Live at The Royal Albert Hall, Rock Version

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 will wait in this place
Where the sun never shines
Wait in this place
Where the shadows run from themselves, yeah

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
When I walked out, felt my own need just beginning

I wait in the queue
Where the train's gone by
Lying here with you
Where the shadows run from themselves

At the party, she was kindless in the hard crowd
Consolation for the old wound now forgotten
Yellow tigers crouched in jungles in her dark eyes
Now she's just saying, goodbye windows, tired starlings

Still I will wait in this place
Where the sun never shines
Wait in this place
Where the shadows run from themselves