Pretty Girls

Oh wild rose

Won't you stay here for a while

Show me how to be child as I grow old

And old photograph

Oh you just don't look like me

And I know you stole my soul won't you give it back

There's just something about midnight that keeps me up

Something about highways after dusk

And something about pretty girls and falling in love

And oh

Oh oh

And oh oh

And oh

Oh oh

Oh oh oh

Oh big sky

I can see for a thousand miles

But sometimes I swear I'm blind

And train whistle blows

Calling the next town but if it's my stop oh God only knows

There's just something about midnight that keeps me up

Something about highways after dusk

And something about pretty girls and falling in love

And I'm burning between ghost towns

There's ten thousand miles between

It's only that distance that's keeping her from me

And I'm burning on the south train

But I'm running out of steam

So old photograph

Oh you just don't look like me

And I know you stole my soul won't you give it back