Cowboy Junkies - At The End of The Rainbow lyrics

Again, At the end of the rainbow Again, No gold to be found Just this cold unmade bed The last 3 words you said And this buzzing on the telephone line Paris, well, there is fog on the Seine Amsterdam still courses through my veins All these dark crazy sights, Wouldn't be so bad If I could just taste your breath once again Honey I saw your daddy Lying by the roadside His feet sticking out of a sack Honey they'll be calling To tell you that your daddy Never will be coming back Again At the end of the rainbow Again, No words to be found Just this voice sad and alone Me wishing I was home And the silence on the telephone line