Wait in this place where the shadows run from themselves
Silver horses ran down moonbeams in your dark eyes
At the party she was kindness in the hard crowd
Yellow tigers crouched in jungles in her dark eyes
Dawn light smiles on you leaving, my contentment
I'll wait in this place where the sun never shines
Lie with you where the shadows run from themselves
I walked into such a sad time at the station
I'll wait in the queue when the trains come back
She's just dressing, goodbye windows, tired starlings
As I walked out, felt my own need just beginning
You said, "No strings could secure you at the station"
I'll sleep in this place with the lonely crowd
Consolation for the old wound now forgotten
Platform ticket, restless diesels, goodbye windows
