White Room (Live At The Royal Albert Hall, UK / 1968)

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 Dawnlight 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 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 And I'll wait in the queue when the trains come back I'll 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 Dawnlight smiles on you leaving, my contentment And I'll wait in this place with the lonely crowd Lie in the sun where the shadows run from themselves