Cathy your mind is an overgrown vine
Not some spoke, in a constant wheel spinnin'
You made wine from the grapes, but the leaves went to waste
In the process of living
They have long since mistaken your numbness
For the grave, you've been sellin'
Puffy eyes when you cry try cucumbers
They're great, for the swellin'
And you can believe when I say I will pray for you now
And I'll pray for myself an equal amount
We are leaves in the wind, not stakes in the ground
And Cathy you're a sad girl to sing about
Cathy you're a sad girl to sing about
Cathy it's fading away, almost clean out of view
And the grass turned to hay where the soles of your shoes
Have trampled a path through your master plan, Cath
I'm the last of them left, from a handful of old school friends
And you can believe when I say I will pray for you now
And I'll pray for myself an equal amount
We are leaves in the wind, not stakes in the ground
And Cathy you're a sad girl to sing about
Oh oh Cathy you're a sad girl to sing about
Oh oh Cathy you're a sad girl to sing about
Oh oh Cathy you're a sad girl to sing about
Oh oh Cathy you're a sad girl to sing about
Oh oh Cathy you're a sad girl to sing about
Oh oh so sad, so sad
