He got lost among the stars   Hollywood flash, cash, mansions and cars   Deep-sea divers, Lear-jet flyers   Will this thing go to the moon?   Oh yeah   Give me elbow room   And for heaven's sake, take this aching away      You can't run   You can't hide from the Hound of Heaven   You're free to choose   Can you refuse the Seeker of Souls?      Hobo's sleeping alone   He's in a dirty boxcar   He dreams of sailing to tropical islands one sweet day   Now the thrill awakes him   There is no sunshine   This old train ain't really going there, oh no   Now does anybody care?   And for heaven's sake, take this aching away      We got lost among the stars