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