In the white room
with black curtains
Near the station
blackroof country
No gold parements
tired starlings
Silver horses
ran down moonbeams
In your dark eyes
dawnlight 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 window
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
Ah~~~
ah~~~
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 loney crowd
lie in the dark
Where the shadows run
from themselves
Ah~~~
ah~~~