In a world lit only by fire Long train of flares under piercing stars I stand watching the steamliners roll by The caravan thunders onward To the distant dream of the city The caravan carries me onward On my way at last On my way at last I can't stop thinking big I can't stop thinking big On a road lit only by fire Going where I want, instead of where I should I peer out at the passing shadows Carried through the night into the city Where a young man has a chance of making good A chance to break from the past The caravan thunders onward Stars winking through the canvas hood On my way at last