Luyện nghe bài hát White Room

In the white with black curtains near the station
Black country, no gold pavements, tired starlings
Silver ran down moonbeams in your dark eyes
Dawn smiles on you leaving, my contentment

I'll wait in this place where the sun never
Wait in this place where the shadows run themselves

You no strings could secure you at the station
Platform ticket, restless diesels, windows
I walked into such a sad at the station
As I walked out, felt my own just beginning

I'll wait in the queue when the come back
Lie with you the shadows run from themselves

At the party she was in the hard crowd
Consolation for the old wound now
Yellow tigers crouched in jungles in her dark
just dressing, goodbye windows, tired starlings

I'll sleep in place with the lonely crowd
Lie in the dark the shadows run from themselves