White Room:Cream.
#6 in 1968.

INTRO:
Gm    F     Dm    C       Gm    F     Dm    C     Am
Aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah....Aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah.

#1.
Am   Dm          F          G         Bb       Dm     F G Bb
In a white room, with black curtains, near the station.
           Dm       F       G          Bb    Dm       F G Bb
Black roof country, no gold pavements, tired starlings.
       Dm      F        G          Bb      Dm         F G Bb
Silver horses, run down moonbeams, in your dark eyes.
          Dm      F       G        Bb    Dm           F G Bb
Dawnlight smiles, on your leaving, my contentment.

CHORUS:
     C            G                Bb        A
I'll wait in this place, where the sun never shines.
C            G               Bb      C             D
Wait in this place where the shadows run from themselves.

#2.
         Dm          F       G         Bb     Dm      F G Bb
You said no strings, could secure you, at the station.
         Dm      F        G        Bb      Dm         F G Bb
Platform ticket, restless diesels, goodbye windows.
         Dm    F      G         Bb     Dm             F G Bb
I walked into, such a sad time, at the station.
     Dm          F       G         Bb     Dm          F G Bb
As I walked out, felt my own need, just beginning.

CHORUS:
     C           G              Bb          A
I'll wait in the queue when the trains come back.
C             G              Bb      C            D
I'll wait for you, where the shadows run from themselves.


(INTERLUDE:)
Gm    F     Dm    C       Gm    F     Dm    C     Am
Aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah....Aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah.

#3.
       Dm     F       G         Bb     Dm            F G Bb
At the party, she was kindness, in the hard crowd.
   Dm        Bb       G          Bb      Dm          F G Bb
Consolation, from the old wound, now forgotten.
       Dm      F           G        Bb     Dm        F G Bb
Yellow tigers, crouched in jungles, in her dark eyes.
           Dm        F       G        Bb    Dm       F G Bb
She's just dressing, goodbye windows, tired starlings.

CHORUS:
     C             G               Bb     A
I'll sleep in this place, with the lonely crowd..
C          G              Bb      C            D
lie in the dark where the shadows run from themselves. 

OUTRO:
Gm    F    Dm    C       Gm     F     Dm    C     Am
Aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah....Aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah.


A sixties smash from Kraziekhat.