Locked in a room with a sink and a broom   And the walls are all white   But you think it's alright   'Cause a wonderful picture of a bridge   Which is covered in frost   And a man comes a cross      Locked in a room that 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're 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 of 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 know 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 various sizes you doubt   You could think your way out      Now that the room 'cause you're locked   And the moon is not lock and nobody's speaking   The silence is ticking   When you're locked in a room      Locked within a room of memory   Locked within a room you stand   Locked up away with no light of day   Locked in the room you begin   To find your way out   You find your way in   To find your way out   You find your way in      Locked in a room with a sink and a broom   And the walls are all white   But you think it's alright   'Cause a wonderful picture of a bridge    Which is covered in frost   And a man comes across   And a man comes across   Comes across