1984.  My marriage had broken down.
Who’s gonna tell you when it’s too late?

We’d just bought a big old house in an historic neighborhood.
Who’s gonna tell you things aren’t so great?

It was only two blocks from where I worked.
You can’t go on thinking nothing’s wrong.

Was there anyone in whom I could find comfort?
Who’s gonna drive you home tonight?

Divorce papers were signed on the auspicious date of March Fo(u)rth.
Who’s gonna pick you up when you fall?

Friends were conflicted by just who’s friend they should remain.
Who’s gonna hang it up when you call?

I only needed a shoulder to lean on.
Who’s gonna pay attention to your dreams?

Just someone who could listen for a moment.
And who’s gonna plug their ears when you scream?

I struggled to find meaning in my work.
You can’t go on thinking nothing’s wrong.

I brought home an old wooden desk and office chair that my dad once used.
But who’s gonna drive you home tonight?

Work was a burden.
Who’s gonna hold you down when you shake?

I desperately needed a friend.
Who’s gonna come around when you break?

I longed for a new companion.
You can’t go on thinking nothing’s wrong.

It was then she danced into my life.
Who’s gonna drive you home tonight?

She drove me home.  And stayed.

(Drive by the Cars.  Released July 23, 1984.  Words and music by Ric Ocasek.)
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