Follow

I know I'll hear the call Anytime On a night when the moon is low On the pines

I pray your troubled mind remembers When it's coming to an end At least the rain won't come again

Still as I ride along Through the night You're holding on as the ones you know Stand by

But if your troubled mind remembers When it's coming to an end It's like you're runnin' home again

And I'll follow you