White Rooms

Lights are blinding on The '45

Took the sign that promised paradise

And don't it feel like heaven sent

All the faces you forgot

And don't it feel like way back when

Dreaming in this parking lot

I'll wake in white rooms

Covered in your blues

I'll wake in white rooms

Covered in your blues

Your blues

Maybe I don't remember

The fire or the ember

Maybe I don't remember

How I'm lost inside your splendour How I'm lost inside your splendour