White Room
Eric Clapton; Cream Lyrics

In the white room with black curtains near the station
The setting is a white room with black curtains that is located near the station.

Black roof country, no gold pavements, tired starlings
The countryside had black roofs and no wealthy infrastructure. The birds in the area looked exhausted.

Silver horses ran down moonbeams in your dark eyes
The singer describes the beauty of the listener's dark eyes by saying that silver horses run down moonbeams when looking into them.

Dawnlight smiles on you leaving, my contentment
The artist is happy as the listener leaves, with the dawnlight shining contentedly.

I'll wait in this place where the sun never shines
The artist plans to wait in a place with no sunlight.

Wait in this place where the shadows run from themselves
The place where the singer will wait seems to have shadows that move on their own.

You said no strings could secure you at the station
The listener believes that they are not tied down by anything at the station.

Platform ticket, restless diesels, goodbye windows
There are sounds of trains departing and the listener is saying goodbye to the windows and platform.

I walked into such a sad time at the station
The artist encounters a depressing time at the station.

As I walked out, felt my own need just beginning
As the artist leaves, they realize that they have their own unfulfilled needs.

I'll wait in the queue when the trains come back
The singer plans to wait in line for the trains to return.

Lie with you where the shadows run from themselves
The artist suggests to the listener that they should lie down together in a place where the shadows seem to be alive.

At the party, she was kindness in the hard crowd
At the party, the female listener was a source of kindness among a harsh crowd.

Consolation for the old wound now forgotten
She brings comfort to the listener, healing a wound old but now forgotten.

Yellow tigers crouched in jungles in her dark eyes
The singer sees an image of yellow tigers in the female listener's dark eyes.

She's just dressing, goodbye windows, tired starlings
The listener is just getting dressed, as the writer waves goodbye to the departing train and exhausted birds.

I'll sleep in this place with the lonely crowd
The author is planning to sleep with the lonely crowd.

Lie in the dark where the shadows run from themselves
The singer plans to lie down in darkness, where shadows seem to move on their own.