White Room - Cream (cover-live by Bill Sharkey)

White Room (Cream, 1968). Live cover performance by Bill Sharkey, Home Studio, Hawaii Kai, HI. 2025-06-01. "Keeping the Oldies & Classics Alive"

"White Room," written by Pete Brown and Jack Bruce, was Cream's second and last top ten hit rising to the no. 6 position on the Billboard Hot 100 chart in 1968 (Whitburn, 2013). According to Pete Brown (Jack Bruce's poet friend) during an interview with songfacts (2017), he explained how the song came about: "It was a meandering thing about a relationship that I was in and how I was at the time. It was a kind of watershed period really. It was a time before I stopped being a relative barman and became a songwriter, because I was a professional poet . . . there was this kind of transitional period where I lived in this actual white room and was trying to come to terms with various things that were going on" (C. Wiser, songfacts, Apr. 13, 2017). Brown was the lyricist while Bruce wrote the music for the song.

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Lyrics:

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

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

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

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

At the party, she was kindness in the hard crowd
Consolation for the old wound now forgotten
Yellow tigers crouched in jungles in her dark eyes
Now gets morning, goodbye windows, tired starlings

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