The White Room (Original)

Talk to me, talk to me
If you want to know the things I see
Then step inside my skin
The White Room, the White Room

I spin, I turn, I watch and wait
As the world just creeps on by
The White Room, the White Room
Woah

Talk to me, talk to me
Far below, a small boat sails
Catching fish from the sea
The White Room, the White Room

I climbed the mountain to feel the wind
Climbed to touch the stars
The White Room, the White Room
Woah

Love we made was incomplete
Love was thrown away
You sift the sands and make your plans
Knowing nothing of who I am
The White Room, the White Room
Woah

The White Room, the White Room
The White Room, the White Room
The White Room, the White Room