White Room (1986-07-15: NEC Arena, Birmingham, UK) Songtext
von Eric Clapton

We′re gonna do a song of, uh, I mean, song- a show of songs
From different parts of, uh, the calendar
These are the old ones we're gonna do first of all
And I hope you remember them
One, two, one

In the white room with black curtains, by the station
Black-roof country, no gold pavements, tired starlings
Silver horses ran down moonbeams in her 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 at the station
Platform ticket, restless diesels, goodbye windows
I walked into such a sad time at the station
When I walked out, felt my own need just beginning

I'll wait in this place where the sun never shines
Wait in this place 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
Now she's dressing, goodbye windows, tired starlings

I′ll wait in this place where the sun never shines
Wait in this place where the shadows run from themselves

Thank you