Letras
In a white room with black curtains near the stations
Black roof country no gold pavements tired with starlings
Silver horses ran down moonbeams in your dark eyes
Dawn light smiles on you, leaving my contentment
And 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 tickets restless diesels goodbye windows
I walked into such a sad time at the station
As I walked out, felt my own need just beginning
And I'll wait in the queue
When the trains come back
And lie me and you
Where the shadows run from themselves
At the party, she was kindness in the hard crowd
Consolation for the old wounds now forgotten
Yellow tigers crouched in jungles in your dark eyes
She's just dressing goodbye windows tied in starlings
And I'll wait in this place
With the lonely crowd
Lying in the dark
And the shadows run from themselves