In the white room with black curtains in the station   Black roof country, no gold pavements, tired starlings   Silver horses, brightening moonbeams in your dark eyes   Dawn light 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 in 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 this place where the sun never shines   Lie with you where the shadows run from themselves