에릭 클랩튼
In a white room
with black curtains
near the station
blackroof country
no gold pavement
tired starlings
silver horses
run 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
good bye 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
I'll wait for 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 dressing
goodbye windows
tired starlings
I'll sleep in this place
with the lonely crowd
lie in the dark
where the shadows
run from themselves