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      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