Sparks in the night
Everywhere around
Like lights in the dark
Across the country through the town
Well will you come on my carousel baby
Will you keep me turning around
Oh there is something that I can feel
When you set off my Catherine wheel
Oh Cathy come home to me Cathy
Come on fly through the whistling air
Where there is a will then there is a way
Oh Catherine turn my wind mill's sails
Make my millstone grind down the grain
We'll bake our sour dough loaves again
And in the morning sail away
Oh Catherine's real, shining like a firework
Catherine take the wheel
And drive our love onto foreign ground
Where we've never been
And they'll never find us
Refining the claws of a Hawk
Into Talons, oh Catherine
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