Locked in a room
with a sink and a broom
And the walls are all white
But you think it's all right
'cause a wonderfull picture
of a bridge which is covered with frost
And a man comes across

Locked in a room
It is nothing but walls
And you search for a chair
But there's nothing at all
And the one thing you find
When you look at the floor is a key
But there isn't a door

Now that you locked in a room
There is room to assume
You are there for a cause
You're not sure what it was
When you're locked in a room

Locked within a room a memory
Locked within a room you stand
Locked up away, with no light of day
Locked in a room you begin
To find your way out
You find your way in

Locked in a room
With your memory far
You don't konw where it is
But you know where you are
In the dark of a room
With a wall out of which comes a lamp
But there isn't a switch

Locked in a room
It is small, it is not
It is empty and cold
So you fill it with thoughts of a wonderful nature
and in various sizes, you doubt
You could think your way out

And nom in the room,
'cause you're locked
And the moon is no clock
And when nobody's speaking
The silence is ticking
When you're locked in a room

Locked within a room a memory
Locked within a room you stand
Locked up away, with no light of day
Locked in a room you begin
To find your way out
You find your way in

Locked in a room
with a sink and a broom
And the wall are all white
But you think it's all right
'cause a wonderfull picture
of a bridge which is covered with frost
And a man comes across