Railway Hotel - Justin Hayward
We went to the room
And we bolted the door
Bass from the jukebox
Was coming through the floor
And out through the walls
We could still hear the
Roar of the trains
Was this all the comfort
We got for our sins
No candles no waiters no soft violins
A dirty electric convector plugged into the mains
I had wanted much more
For the first night with
You
But the railway hotel
Was the best I could do
I knew the savoy
Would have suited you well
But the best I could do
Was the railway hotel
Away in the sky
Were the lights of a jet
Burning in the night like a slow cigarette
The lamp in the street
Threw a soft silhouette on
The wall
And though it was crumbling
And rundown and dead
A chair and a sink
And an old single bed
The love we began
And the things that we said
I recall
I had wanted much more
For the first night with
You
But the railway hotel
Was the best I could do
I knew the savoy
Would have suited you well
But the best I could do
Was the railway hotel
