of his housemates lying awake
Lookin' up at the ceiling
There's only one of Rome to be an owl
In the early hours of the morning
Fuel on the fire, fuel on the fire
If you really had a bluebird in ya
He'd be soaking in gasoline
From the window with the keys,
Under the stars in your car
But I can't leave you behind bars,
The folks from way on high
They glare down their noses at me
Son, ask your daddy as if I'm a child
But I'm old enough to know
who's knocking at the door
I think you want to let him in
and now it's tearing you down
I wish I had your thick leather skin
When the walls are wearing thin
From the window with the keys,
Under the stars in your car
But I can't leave you behind bars,
When you've been drinking,
I still love you just the way you are
Travel blind in the night
by the light of your falling star
by the light of your falling
I can't leave you behind bars,
From the window with your keys,
Reaching out to me from places
Under the stars in your car
From the window with your keys,
Under the stars in your car
But I can't leave you behind bars,