by Julia Downes/KrisRyder/Roger Daltrey

© 1983 Dick James Music Inc, BMI.



The voice brings back memories

I'd rather forget that other side of life 

In the shadows of the blue room

Those were free and easy times

We were never far behind

The innocence abused

With every hall we played, unaware of the masquerade.

Chorus

Don't talk to strangers

Don't make any sudden moves

I sense a danger

In running out on you

I gave it all away

Victims of our youth,

Afraid of darkness,

So I'm running back to you, 

I'm running back to you

The darkest regions of  a writer's heart

Gave us songs that tore the world apart

In the shadows of a blue room

It promised fame and opened doors

Still it left me wanting more

Beckoned to me from the wings

Showed me everything

Took me from the safety of your arms