I can see her at her windows watching
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Locked away inside her skin
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I can see her but I can't get to her
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She won't come out, and she won't let me into
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The White Room (she's living in)
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Lying alone 'til she comes undone
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In The White Room
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She burns for the real thing
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But it won't come
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In her head is the same obsession
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And all the bottles and pills won't heal her heart
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She heard his last confession
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Every word just tears her apart
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In The White Room (locked away)
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Doing time 'til her time is done
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In The White Room there's so much to say
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But the words won't come
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Come back to the land of the living
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When you gonna break that chain
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There's much too much that you're leaving
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And you're never gonna stop the rain
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In The White Room
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Waiting for the call that never comes
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In The White Room, she waits
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Look at something long enough you'll find
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That the splinters and the cracks begin to show
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I'll be the first in line when the walls start falling
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And she lets go of
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The White Room (it's late)
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Living alone only makes you numb
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In the White Room
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She burns for the real thing but it won't come
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Come back to the land of the living
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When you gonna break that chain
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There's much too much that you're leaving
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And you're never gonna stop the rain
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In The White Room (she's living in)
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Doing time 'til her time is done
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In The White Room she burns
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In The White Room (it's late)
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Lying alone till she comes undone
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In The White Room she waits
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In The White Room...
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White Room
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| Rick Springfield |
