Strange to see, (orig.: it's plain to see) the sun don't shine today But I ain't in the mood for sunshine anyway Maybe I'll go insane, got to stop the pain Maybe I'll go down to see Kathleen Swallow comes, tells me her dreams Says she'd like to know just what they mean Feel like I could die as I watch her flying by Riding the north wind down to see Kathleen Stars hang high with the ocean roar The moon has come to lead me to a door It's crystal 'cross the sand, the waves they take my hand Soon I'm gonna see my sweet Kathleen Soon I'm gonna see my sweet Kathleen