by Jack Bruce and Pete Brown
In the white room with black curtains near the station.
Blackroof countryno gold pavementstired starlings.
Silver horses ran down moonbeams in your dark eyes.
Dawnlight smiles on you leavingmy 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 ticketrestless dieselsgoodbye windows.
I walked into such a sad time at the station.
As I walked outfelt 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 dressinggoodbye windowstired starlings.
I ll sleep in this place with the lonely crowd;
Lie in the dark where the shadows run from themselves.

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