White Room

White Room - Eric Clapton Tribute Band

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