Kathleen

All the other girls here are stars

You are the northern lights

They try to shine in through your curtain

You're too close and too bright

They try and they try

But everything that they do

Is the ghost of a trace

Of a pale imitation of you

I'll be the one to

Drive you back home Kathleen

This party was made with the night air

And the chance that a smile

Will wind its way from your face

To one of the boys in your line

You act like you're hip to their tricks

And you're strong

But a virgin Wurlitzer heart

Never once had a song

I'll be the one to drive you back home Kathleen

And I'll have you back by break of day

I'm going your way anyway

And if you'd like to come along

I'll be yours for a song

I know you are waiting

And I know that it is not for me

But I'm here and I'm ready

And I've saved you the passenger seat

I won't be your last dance

Just your last goodnight

Every heart is a package tangled up in knots

Someone else tied

I'll be the one to drive you back home Kathleen

Comin' round the bend

Oh, comin' round the bend

So crawl up your trellis

And quietly back into your room

And I'll coast down the length of your drive

By the light of the moon

And the next time we meet's

A new kind of hello

Both our hearts have a secret

Only both of us know

'Bout the night that I

Drove you back home Kathleen