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