Kathleen, Queen of the Desert

Written in about 1975

I can go for months without once ever thinkin’ of you;
And then it’s hit me,
The feelin’ will grip me again.

CHORUS:

So many times wrong, few times right;
To be thinkin’ of callin’ you up again tonight;
But I’m sittin’ here stood up again on a Saturday night.

You were just a fantasy,
Never very real to me at all;
But I’m wrapped up in the time you were mine
Before the fall.

CHORUS