On my way at last The caravan thunders onward I can't stop thinking big In a world lit only by fire Long train of flares under piercing stars I stand watching the steamliners roll by To the distant dream of the city The caravan carries me onward On a

Only I can stop the rain Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh It's not that we gotta do what we do It's what we know So to me it ain't nothing but being true It doesn't have to be the way it is

People stopping, staring I can't see their faces Only the shadows of their eyes I'm going where the sun keeps shining Through the pouring rain Going where the weather suits my clothes Backing off the north east wind Sailing on a summer breeze And