By three a.m. all the morning birds will be crying And that old highway will be sighing And my dreams feel as cold as my bones   on the long walk home. And my coat is old and growin thin And my feet are numb and stumbling And its many the thought of a long lost friend That comes to me again and again.                And I want to thank my Sarah Bell Who blessed me more than words can tell and who Picked me straight up out of hell And I miss her real bad but I love her well.     And I remember Don Clancy as a wild young man But I haven’t seen hide nor hair of him   since he lost his mind And was born again   off the coast of Oregon.                    Oh where are you now oh where are you now And do you even think of me I’m telling you now You are the stars that I’ll follow Endlessly endlessly endlessly oh Solo                                 Well I’m singin’ this song but it won’t take long. On these frozen streets I’m half way home And the sky above me forms a beautiful dome Of blue and pink and starry gold.                   Oh where are you now oh where are you now And do you even think of me I’m telling you now You are the stars that I’ll follow Endlessly endlessly endlessly oh