Текст:
By Jim Carroll and Steve Linsley
You're passing,
I hear your shadow through the door
It's outlined on my shade
Like a map of some foreign shore
If I could keep that shadow,
I could live forever in these
Rooms, the rooms inside my dreams
And dreams have kept me in these rooms
I've never seen her face
But I've memorized each sound
The way the wind m eets grace
When its shadows pull her gown
But I could never hear the whispers,
Voices cannot reach my room
I live inside my dreams, and dreams
Have locked me in these rooms
I have no sense of time,
Or even night and day I left my body
Somewhere, somehow it
Just got in the way
I guess I always knew
These rooms would all lead back to you
You're passing,
I hear your shadow through the door
It's outlined on my shade
Like a map of some foreign shore
If I could keep that shadow,
I could live forever in these
Rooms, the rooms inside my dreams
And dreams have kept me in these rooms
I've never seen her face
But I've memorized each sound
The way the wind m eets grace
When its shadows pull her gown
But I could never hear the whispers,
Voices cannot reach my room
I live inside my dreams, and dreams
Have locked me in these rooms
I have no sense of time,
Or even night and day I left my body
Somewhere, somehow it
Just got in the way
I guess I always knew
These rooms would all lead back to you
