To Miss The Starry Night

Midnight ’til noon, album by Donal DonohoeI wear my fingers to the bone
In these places where I go
And it gets late when I get home

A crazy way to try to come
To far back where it all begun
To even think to turn around

At midnight when it all begins
you walk the line you know it’s thin
But to miss the starry night would be a sin

And when at last the night is through
I’m on the road the sky is blue
To pass the time I think of you