(Instrumental)
(Jack Bruce and Pete Brown) Upon this street where time has died. The golden treat you never tried. In times of old, in days gone by. If I could catch
to a fight. Hey now baby, get into my big black car Hey now baby, get into my big black car I wanna just show you what my politics are. [Goodbye Cream
(Jack Bruce and Pete Brown) In the white room with black curtains near the station. Black-roof country, no gold pavements, tired starlings. Silver horses
(Eric Clapton and Martin Sharp) You thought the leaden winter would bring you down forever, But you rode upon a steamer to the violence of the sun.
(Jack Bruce, Pete Brown & Eric Clapton) It's gettin' near dawn, When lights close their tired eyes. I'll soon be with you my love, To give you my dawn